I have done a lot of reading in my life. The combination of some lit degrees and a lifetime of having my nose in a book does it. However, in all that time, I have never tackled James Joyce’s Ulysses.  Sure. I THOUGHT about it. I read Dubliners in a college class; and Portrait of an Artist as a Young Man in high school, both of which were interesting, especially from a writer’s standpoint, but I have never tackled Joyce’s magnus opus.

And I love modernist literature. My favorite writer… along with seemingly every other white, cis, college-educated lit women… is Virginia Wolf. I own everything she has ever written, except for two of her diaries and one collection of letters.

I have a passing admiration for Hemingway. Passing. But I also adore Gertrude Stein and T.S. Eliot.

That all being said, however, Ulysses is a beast. A giant, massive, cumbersome beast.

And I am going to read it.

And write my observations here as a way to keep me motivated; but also perhaps in an attempt to connect to other readers of this giant tome.

(Obviously, that is rather boring content so I will try to maintain my weekly blogging about other various endeavors.)

But this is my new project.

So. If you have read Ulysses, please share your observations. If you never have but want to, why not read along? I am going to tackle the first 15 pages in the next five days. That’s it… I am allowing myself a great deal of cushion.

And if you think this is the worst idea in the entire world and you would rather me read and review… {fill in the blank}… please do leave me a comment.

Happy reading!

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