Monday, November 16, 2009

just a day

Reading James Joyce’s Ulysses…this time it feels as if the workaday day of June.16.1905 is less daunting and simpler than before. Navigating the day, some of the conversations feel like those you overhear, gleaning snippets, and some just too obvious to be able to ignore, definitely in the TMI category. There’s something very elemental about this book, and I’m trying to get a handle on that.

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