Courtesy of the Penguin Great Loves box set, I am rediscovering my love affair with Katherine Mansfield.
Poignant cinematic stories of gaining love and losing love, rising to a crescendo where the protagonists experience short-lived epiphanies of self-realisation but fail to recognise or translate this into the necessary impetus for transcendence.
My favourite: 'Bliss' (warning: plot spoiler here), for it's emotional evocativeness and the beautiful trope of the pear tree in the moonlight, echoing Bertha's discovery of the deception at the heart of her marriage. Surprised no one's made an art house film of it.