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Complete Works of M. R. James
This ebook is a collection of the complete works of James Joyce.
It has the seven books published in Joyce’s lifetime, and three sections of posthumously published writings: the poems, the essays, and additional prose.
To make navigation through the collection easier, each book/section has its own table of contents. Links at the end of every text/chapter bring you back to the respective table of contents. At the end of each of these tables a link leads to the main contents table.
Contents:
1. DUBLINERS
2. A PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST AS A YOUNG MAN
3. CHAMBER MUSIC & POMES PENYEACH
4. EXILES
5. ULYSSES
6. FINNEGANS WAKE
7. POEMS
8. ESSAYS
9. OTHER WRITINGS
10. LETTERS
It has the seven books published in Joyce’s lifetime, and three sections of posthumously published writings: the poems, the essays, and additional prose.
To make navigation through the collection easier, each book/section has its own table of contents. Links at the end of every text/chapter bring you back to the respective table of contents. At the end of each of these tables a link leads to the main contents table.
Contents:
1. DUBLINERS
2. A PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST AS A YOUNG MAN
3. CHAMBER MUSIC & POMES PENYEACH
4. EXILES
5. ULYSSES
6. FINNEGANS WAKE
7. POEMS
8. ESSAYS
9. OTHER WRITINGS
10. LETTERS
2086 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1937
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M.R. James
1,520 books909 followersMontague Rhodes James, who used the publication name M.R. James, was a noted English mediaeval scholar & provost of King's College, Cambridge (1905–18) & of Eton College (1918–36). He's best remembered for his ghost stories which are widely regarded as among the finest in English literature. One of James' most important achievements was to redefine the ghost story for the new century by dispensing with many of the formal Gothic trappings of his predecessors, replacing them with more realistic contemporary settings.
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August 15, 2012
I really need to stop re-reading this every few months, but they're so dark good!
August 7, 2022
Le renard
I re-read Ulysses every twenty years or so and continue to learn from it. The others I read for occasional enjoyment.
The collection begins with “Dubliners”, followed by “A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man”, “ exiles-a play in three acts(1918), “ Ulysses “ ( 1922), “Pomes Penyeach” (1927), “Finnegan’s Wake” (1939). The latter is a Joycean doggerel in several languages, including Latin but principally in Joyce’s invented language concerning Shen Finnegan Macool ( 66-1132 AD), his descendants and their travails. It is occasionally humorous, but mainly ‘sound and fury signifying nothing.
April 21, 2021
Downloaded this title after reading Victoria Connelly's "Book lovers Christmas" where the M. R. James ghost stories form a major part of the story.
This title at £2 for the complete works is very good value. The stories all written around 1900 's are very readable and if a little dated in style are well worth a try.
This title at £2 for the complete works is very good value. The stories all written around 1900 's are very readable and if a little dated in style are well worth a try.
August 29, 2012
I always thought Dubliners was my favoritie Joyce, but this slim volume of poetry is truly great. Joyce mixes love and nature, and it is absolutley moving.
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January 8, 2015Bueno, me lo regalaron para navidad...lo voy a tener que leer.
Esto va a estar interesante.
Son como 5000 páginas, así que me va a tomar un tiempito.
Esto va a estar interesante.
Son como 5000 páginas, así que me va a tomar un tiempito.
October 25, 2015
“Two ingredients most valuable in the concocting of a ghost story are, to me, the atmosphere and the nicely managed crescendo. I assume, of course, that the writer will have got his central idea before he undertakes the story at all. Let us, then, be introduced to the actors in a placid way; let us see them going about their ordinary business, undisturbed by forebodings, pleased with their surroundings; and into this calm environment let the ominous thing put out its head, unobtrusively at first, and then more insistently, until it holds the stage. It is not amiss sometimes to leave a loophole for a natural explanation; but, I would say, let the loophoole be so narrow as not to be quite practicable. Then, for the setting. The detective story cannot be too much up-to-date: the motor, the telephone, the aeroplane, the newest slang, are all in place there. For the ghost story a slight haze of distance is desirable. ‘Thirty years ago’, ‘Not long before the war’, are very proper openings. If a really remote date be chosen, there is more than one way of bringing the reader in contact with it. The finding of documents about it can be made plausible; or you may begin with your apparition and go back over the years to tell the cause of it; or (as in ‘Schalken the Painter’) you may set the scene directly in the desired epoch, which I think is hardest to do with success. On the whole (though not a few instances might be quoted against me) I think that a setting so modern that the ordinary reader can judge of its naturalness for himself is preferable to anything antique. For some degree of actuality is the charm of the best ghost stories; not a very insistent actuality, but one strong enough to allow the reader to identify himself with the patient; while it is almost inevitable that the reader of an antique story should fall into the position of the mere spectator.”
James establishes the rule of the atmosphere and the nicely managed crescendo. His stories embody these qualities to some degree of success or another. This is a good bench mark against which to consider other storytellers. If I have to pick favorites, I think I would go with A WARNING TO THE CURIOUS, THE ASH TREE, and CASTING THE RUNES.
WARNING is possibly my favorite. There’s some great history in and around the tale without the heavy intrusion of the riddles for the classically educated. I don’t know Latin, so many of these riddles sprinkled throughout his oeuvre ae lost on me. The tragedy of the inexorable doom in this story is deeply conveyed upon the empathy of the reader.
ASH TREE is delightful in its atmosphere and considers the punishment of a witch who was tempting to a lord, and the curse that befalls his family after they eliminate her as a threat. The tension was masterfully ratcheted bringing the story to a nicely managed crescendo. And the monsters are great. This is a near perfect example of a simple and straightforward ghost story.
Considering RUNES, the structure of the story is interesting with the hermetic rituals of delivering curses. This informs Joe Hill’s HEART SHAPED BOX with the delivery of the curse in the form of the dead man’s suit including the willing acceptance of the curse. Additionally, there's some interesting socio-political mining to be done here. While there's nothing surprising about the gender roles (regardless of James's stylistic choices) but the distinct commentary on class is fascinating. While not necessarily a goal of James while writing, the story clearly speaks to the behavior proper to each class, and the rigidity of the barriers between classes. One could read this as a warning of the consequences of being new money and trying to overreach your proper station. One could (and probably has) reviewed the entire oeuvre of James with an eye towards class commentary and likely come away with a defense of the status quo.
James establishes the rule of the atmosphere and the nicely managed crescendo. His stories embody these qualities to some degree of success or another. This is a good bench mark against which to consider other storytellers. If I have to pick favorites, I think I would go with A WARNING TO THE CURIOUS, THE ASH TREE, and CASTING THE RUNES.
WARNING is possibly my favorite. There’s some great history in and around the tale without the heavy intrusion of the riddles for the classically educated. I don’t know Latin, so many of these riddles sprinkled throughout his oeuvre ae lost on me. The tragedy of the inexorable doom in this story is deeply conveyed upon the empathy of the reader.
ASH TREE is delightful in its atmosphere and considers the punishment of a witch who was tempting to a lord, and the curse that befalls his family after they eliminate her as a threat. The tension was masterfully ratcheted bringing the story to a nicely managed crescendo. And the monsters are great. This is a near perfect example of a simple and straightforward ghost story.
Considering RUNES, the structure of the story is interesting with the hermetic rituals of delivering curses. This informs Joe Hill’s HEART SHAPED BOX with the delivery of the curse in the form of the dead man’s suit including the willing acceptance of the curse. Additionally, there's some interesting socio-political mining to be done here. While there's nothing surprising about the gender roles (regardless of James's stylistic choices) but the distinct commentary on class is fascinating. While not necessarily a goal of James while writing, the story clearly speaks to the behavior proper to each class, and the rigidity of the barriers between classes. One could read this as a warning of the consequences of being new money and trying to overreach your proper station. One could (and probably has) reviewed the entire oeuvre of James with an eye towards class commentary and likely come away with a defense of the status quo.
July 21, 2020
The introduction said that Joyce thought of himself as a poet, but I think he is a better novelist.
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September 24, 2019I am currently making my way through the complete works - many of which I have already read. I will be updating this review as I complete it, and these reviews may appear in other editions of the text throughout Amazon and the internet...
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CHAMBER MUSIC (9/24/19)
This is only one of three of James Joyce’s works that I haven’t read previously, the others being his later poetry collection and Finnegan’s Wake in its entirety. Chamber Music is a collection of thirty-six love poems that depart a great deal from the character-driven human work he is best known for throughout the remainder of his career. These poems seem like juvenile attempts – save for some grandiose vocabulary and allusions he employs in some of them – at mimicking the romantic and flowery poesy of the renaissance, going as far as to use worn rhyme schemes and somewhat tired whimsical sentimentality. In looking up some background information on the book, I learned that he wasn’t so proud of the work and that the title itself was a play on pissing in a chamber pot...
...From the Wikipoedia, “Richard Ellmann reports (from a 1949 conversation with Eva Joyce) that the chamberpot connotation has its origin in a visit he made, accompanied by Oliver Gogarty, to a young widow named Jenny in May 1904. The three of them drank porter while Joyce read manuscript versions of the poems aloud - and, at one point, Jenny retreated behind a screen to make use of a chamber pot. Gogarty commented, "There's a critic for you!". When Joyce later told this story to Stanislaus, his brother agreed that it was a "favourable omen". In Ulysses, Leopold Bloom reflects, "Chamber music. Could make a pun on that."In fact, the poetry of Chamber Music is not in the least bawdy, nor reminiscent of the sound of tinkling urine. Although the poems did not sell well (fewer than half of the original print run of 500 had been sold in the first year), they received some critical acclaim. Ezra Pound admired the "delicate temperament" of these early poems, while Yeats described "I hear an army charging upon the land" as "a technical and emotional masterpiece". In 1909, Joyce wrote to his wife, "When I wrote [Chamber Music], I was a lonely boy, walking about by myself at night and thinking that one day a girl would love me."
In many ways, I can see how Joyce hated the work itself, as it has so little to do with what he is known for and so much to reflect on what he hated. In this essence, I absolutely love the fact that it exists. As a writer, I can see the way he feels, and even more, I can feel a strange pride that Joyce was a human writer. A man, more than a mythic god of prose deserving of worship. Of course, there are many aspects of his work and his life that reflect these ideas, but it is something as independently not-so-great about releasing a book like Chamber Music that humanizes his development as a writer and as a one-time much-too-romantic-and-writing-garbage-poetry young man that reminds me of my early work.
While I will never reach his heights, I am humbled that he at least started as I had at one point. Maybe someone will release my pseudonymous works with the same tongue-in-cheek wink to how awful my early books were. Or, perhaps, they will die with me and whatever else I produce in the future. There is beauty in the existence of this book, though, and I am glad I read it.
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THE DUBLINERS (oft re-read in my classroom, latest 9/23/19)
I am not sure how many times I have read The Dubliners stories individually as opposed to a complete run-through, but this year I made it a point to do the complete collection once again. As a staple in my classroom, I love teaching Joyce for some of the greatest modernist short stories ever written. Each piece is a reflection of life that exists on its own plane of human experience. I have used every piece individually in my classes as a passport to authors using texts to capture a shard of life in a manner that is subtle and honest – that bridge between reality, story structure, and Joyce’s prose-mind that has influenced so many writers since his work was published a century ago.
My favorite pieces in the collection are...
Araby – for all its utter perfection in execution, themes, and prose, this piece clocks in surprisingly just under 2400 words. Joyce captures the longing and energy of an adolescent love affair of the mind. I can recite lines from this and have such longing that my writing will never come close to what he achieves in so few words. What I can do is reread this piece as often as I want. My feelings have certainly been those of our unnamed narrator – and I think we all may be able to relate.
The Dead – for its depiction of humanity in all its facets among a small group of friends at a celebratory dinner. There is such genuineness to The Dead, from its emotional impact, to its examination of interpersonal views on politics and nationalism, to its celebration of food and music, the futility of love and action, actualization, regret, longing, and so much more.
The Sisters – for its unwavering humor and beauty in the face of death, the curiosity, and the stark discovery associated with jumping into the collection with such youthful wonder.
The Boarding House – for its humor, reality, and dark worry of the anxieties of reciprocation and expectations. Additionally, I love the blurred lines of the definition of things in this piece, from who does what jobs, what the boarding house really is, what the women really are, and what the relationships truly represent. The fact that these are never concretely defined lends itself to endless discovery (as does every other piece in the book).
A Little Cloud – for Joyce’s rare use of a gimmicky character to say something incredibly beautiful about life being just what it is sometimes – boring. Again, the boredom of middle age can have wondrous discoveries at times, even if it is at the bottom of a glass.
I love these stories so much, and I love teaching them, rereading them, and owning them as part of my Irish heritage. Joyce is always a wonder to behold, even after so many times through. It’s always fresh, always lyrical, always true of heart.
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CHAMBER MUSIC (9/24/19)
This is only one of three of James Joyce’s works that I haven’t read previously, the others being his later poetry collection and Finnegan’s Wake in its entirety. Chamber Music is a collection of thirty-six love poems that depart a great deal from the character-driven human work he is best known for throughout the remainder of his career. These poems seem like juvenile attempts – save for some grandiose vocabulary and allusions he employs in some of them – at mimicking the romantic and flowery poesy of the renaissance, going as far as to use worn rhyme schemes and somewhat tired whimsical sentimentality. In looking up some background information on the book, I learned that he wasn’t so proud of the work and that the title itself was a play on pissing in a chamber pot...
...From the Wikipoedia, “Richard Ellmann reports (from a 1949 conversation with Eva Joyce) that the chamberpot connotation has its origin in a visit he made, accompanied by Oliver Gogarty, to a young widow named Jenny in May 1904. The three of them drank porter while Joyce read manuscript versions of the poems aloud - and, at one point, Jenny retreated behind a screen to make use of a chamber pot. Gogarty commented, "There's a critic for you!". When Joyce later told this story to Stanislaus, his brother agreed that it was a "favourable omen". In Ulysses, Leopold Bloom reflects, "Chamber music. Could make a pun on that."In fact, the poetry of Chamber Music is not in the least bawdy, nor reminiscent of the sound of tinkling urine. Although the poems did not sell well (fewer than half of the original print run of 500 had been sold in the first year), they received some critical acclaim. Ezra Pound admired the "delicate temperament" of these early poems, while Yeats described "I hear an army charging upon the land" as "a technical and emotional masterpiece". In 1909, Joyce wrote to his wife, "When I wrote [Chamber Music], I was a lonely boy, walking about by myself at night and thinking that one day a girl would love me."
In many ways, I can see how Joyce hated the work itself, as it has so little to do with what he is known for and so much to reflect on what he hated. In this essence, I absolutely love the fact that it exists. As a writer, I can see the way he feels, and even more, I can feel a strange pride that Joyce was a human writer. A man, more than a mythic god of prose deserving of worship. Of course, there are many aspects of his work and his life that reflect these ideas, but it is something as independently not-so-great about releasing a book like Chamber Music that humanizes his development as a writer and as a one-time much-too-romantic-and-writing-garbage-poetry young man that reminds me of my early work.
While I will never reach his heights, I am humbled that he at least started as I had at one point. Maybe someone will release my pseudonymous works with the same tongue-in-cheek wink to how awful my early books were. Or, perhaps, they will die with me and whatever else I produce in the future. There is beauty in the existence of this book, though, and I am glad I read it.
_________________________________
THE DUBLINERS (oft re-read in my classroom, latest 9/23/19)
I am not sure how many times I have read The Dubliners stories individually as opposed to a complete run-through, but this year I made it a point to do the complete collection once again. As a staple in my classroom, I love teaching Joyce for some of the greatest modernist short stories ever written. Each piece is a reflection of life that exists on its own plane of human experience. I have used every piece individually in my classes as a passport to authors using texts to capture a shard of life in a manner that is subtle and honest – that bridge between reality, story structure, and Joyce’s prose-mind that has influenced so many writers since his work was published a century ago.
My favorite pieces in the collection are...
Araby – for all its utter perfection in execution, themes, and prose, this piece clocks in surprisingly just under 2400 words. Joyce captures the longing and energy of an adolescent love affair of the mind. I can recite lines from this and have such longing that my writing will never come close to what he achieves in so few words. What I can do is reread this piece as often as I want. My feelings have certainly been those of our unnamed narrator – and I think we all may be able to relate.
The Dead – for its depiction of humanity in all its facets among a small group of friends at a celebratory dinner. There is such genuineness to The Dead, from its emotional impact, to its examination of interpersonal views on politics and nationalism, to its celebration of food and music, the futility of love and action, actualization, regret, longing, and so much more.
The Sisters – for its unwavering humor and beauty in the face of death, the curiosity, and the stark discovery associated with jumping into the collection with such youthful wonder.
The Boarding House – for its humor, reality, and dark worry of the anxieties of reciprocation and expectations. Additionally, I love the blurred lines of the definition of things in this piece, from who does what jobs, what the boarding house really is, what the women really are, and what the relationships truly represent. The fact that these are never concretely defined lends itself to endless discovery (as does every other piece in the book).
A Little Cloud – for Joyce’s rare use of a gimmicky character to say something incredibly beautiful about life being just what it is sometimes – boring. Again, the boredom of middle age can have wondrous discoveries at times, even if it is at the bottom of a glass.
I love these stories so much, and I love teaching them, rereading them, and owning them as part of my Irish heritage. Joyce is always a wonder to behold, even after so many times through. It’s always fresh, always lyrical, always true of heart.
June 11, 2025
Woah.... did not know Golden Hair by Syd Barrett and Slowdive was originally a James Joyce poem....maybe I have to make one of those into a song.
I wasn't the biggest fan of chamber music but a lot of the work in Pommes Penyeach was quite good and a great evolution. We see a less taunting and jovial side of Joyce in his poetry that I quite enjoy.
I wasn't the biggest fan of chamber music but a lot of the work in Pommes Penyeach was quite good and a great evolution. We see a less taunting and jovial side of Joyce in his poetry that I quite enjoy.
November 1, 2021
James Joyce… I don’t even know where to begin.
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July 18, 2023Apart from Ulysses which was my 3rd reread, the shorter stories and novel were really not my focus. As for Finegan's Wake, I'll lave that for another day.
August 21, 2024
** Chamber Music (1907)
**** Dubliners (1914)
*** A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916)
* Exiles (1918)
** Ulysses (1922)
**** Dubliners (1914)
*** A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916)
* Exiles (1918)
** Ulysses (1922)
April 14, 2025
Very sad. Poetry isn't to be read biographically, but there are reasons why.
August 28, 2023
Confined myself to the original fiction, foregoing the Hans Christian Andersen translations, of which there are a goddamned abundance and almost a universal pleasure. I was so quickly addicted that I genuinely didn't want to lay aside the reading for the very complex crochet bed runner I'm making at the moment. The solution, ghastly as it was: switch to the audiobook until I crocheted enough for the night/day. Luckily, I could use my free Audible trial and even luckier, there was the complete works narrated by Jonathan Keeble whom I had heard a few weeks ago in a rather mediocre film called Older Gods. He impressed me so much I took note of his name, yes, and then was delighted to see it reappear here.
So I switched between ebook and audiobook, following this version's chronology since the audiobook was a bit different. And I had to force myself to stop reading an hour or so before trying to sleep cos turns out reading MR James in a dark room at night had me convinced there was a malevolent creature lurking in the shadows next to my bed.
For the most part, the stories are deliciously spooky and constructed with such elegance and wry humour and beautifully mundane detail. Some of them do feel unrewarding but the good ones are so hair-raising I want to draw some of the images stuck in my brain. And Keeble's narration is brilliantly emotive. The first and last time I tried an audiobook, I took immediate issue with the narration style: "Why did you emphasise that word in the sentence? You should have emphasised this word, now you've ruined the whole damned sentence and I can't concentrate on anything you say."
It's probably a writer thing. I like seeing how sentences are punctuated and adjusting the rhythm of my own silent reading. I like the music of a sentence on the page, so audiobooks very much remove that element and make me aware that I'm listening to a performance, that the narrator is standing between me and the author, blocking my view rather than enhancing. Keeble definitely enhanced it, Keeble was like a wonderful translucent glass between me and MR James, glimmering focus and changing subtle colour. I'm so glad he's done the Poe stories too, I've been wanting to revisit them.
I've been meaning to read MR James ever since a fandom friend told me about him and Arthur Machen years ago. What gave me the final push was watching the Woodlands Dark and Days Bewitched documentary on folk horror which was so excellent and so comprehensive of not just British and American movies but all around the world too, even though there was no Indian inclusion which saddened me. And so I dove into this and spent a near giddy week or more deliciously thrilled and weirdly inspired. It was like James had sparked not only my own writing urge but also infused my dabbling in oil pastels.
I can't say I enjoyed the novel that much. It felt rather lacklustre and pointless but perhaps it was never meant for publication.
But really, the best thing about these stories is an intellectual white man shaken out of his complacency and terrified out of his wits. I love seeing that onscreen and on page, too.
Faves:
Whistle And I'll Come To You
The Mezzotint
Number 13
An Episode Of Cathedral History
A View From A Hill
A Story Of An Appearance And A Disappearance
The Diary Of Mr Poynter
A Warning To The Curious
Casting The Runes -- the 1957 movie is terrible, don't even, no wonder the guy who adapted it wanted to shoot the producer dead
No surprises there but for my own reference so I can recommend them to other people.
So I switched between ebook and audiobook, following this version's chronology since the audiobook was a bit different. And I had to force myself to stop reading an hour or so before trying to sleep cos turns out reading MR James in a dark room at night had me convinced there was a malevolent creature lurking in the shadows next to my bed.
For the most part, the stories are deliciously spooky and constructed with such elegance and wry humour and beautifully mundane detail. Some of them do feel unrewarding but the good ones are so hair-raising I want to draw some of the images stuck in my brain. And Keeble's narration is brilliantly emotive. The first and last time I tried an audiobook, I took immediate issue with the narration style: "Why did you emphasise that word in the sentence? You should have emphasised this word, now you've ruined the whole damned sentence and I can't concentrate on anything you say."
It's probably a writer thing. I like seeing how sentences are punctuated and adjusting the rhythm of my own silent reading. I like the music of a sentence on the page, so audiobooks very much remove that element and make me aware that I'm listening to a performance, that the narrator is standing between me and the author, blocking my view rather than enhancing. Keeble definitely enhanced it, Keeble was like a wonderful translucent glass between me and MR James, glimmering focus and changing subtle colour. I'm so glad he's done the Poe stories too, I've been wanting to revisit them.
I've been meaning to read MR James ever since a fandom friend told me about him and Arthur Machen years ago. What gave me the final push was watching the Woodlands Dark and Days Bewitched documentary on folk horror which was so excellent and so comprehensive of not just British and American movies but all around the world too, even though there was no Indian inclusion which saddened me. And so I dove into this and spent a near giddy week or more deliciously thrilled and weirdly inspired. It was like James had sparked not only my own writing urge but also infused my dabbling in oil pastels.
I can't say I enjoyed the novel that much. It felt rather lacklustre and pointless but perhaps it was never meant for publication.
But really, the best thing about these stories is an intellectual white man shaken out of his complacency and terrified out of his wits. I love seeing that onscreen and on page, too.
Faves:
Whistle And I'll Come To You
The Mezzotint
Number 13
An Episode Of Cathedral History
A View From A Hill
A Story Of An Appearance And A Disappearance
The Diary Of Mr Poynter
A Warning To The Curious
Casting The Runes -- the 1957 movie is terrible, don't even, no wonder the guy who adapted it wanted to shoot the producer dead
No surprises there but for my own reference so I can recommend them to other people.
May 13, 2009
not an enormous fan of this one. none of the readers especially impressed me with the musicality they brought to the text (which is damn musical to begin with). there are actually a few of these floating around with the same cover, but different colors, so it's a little hard to tell which one this is. there's one with joyce reading from ulysses and finnegans wake, but it's a bit disappointing (other than to hear the great writer's voice). he was elderly when he recorded those, and his voice is fairly weak.
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July 31, 2023Ulysses
So I’m into the Cyclops episode and ugh! I hate the lists. I really hate the lists.
So I’ve been reading Ovid’s Metamorphoses, and in Book 15 he has Pythagoras discussing Metampsychosis / Reincarnation and urging vegetarianism; which, with Bloom discussing this with Molly and then cooking the liver he’s bought, is Joycean hilarity.
So I’m into the Cyclops episode and ugh! I hate the lists. I really hate the lists.
So I’ve been reading Ovid’s Metamorphoses, and in Book 15 he has Pythagoras discussing Metampsychosis / Reincarnation and urging vegetarianism; which, with Bloom discussing this with Molly and then cooking the liver he’s bought, is Joycean hilarity.
July 2, 2009
Move along folks. Nothing to see here.
December 3, 2018
Fuck it. I made it part way into Ulysses and I've had my fill of stream consciousness. I quit.
November 9, 2024
Can’t fault the writing but for me there were not many memorable pieces in this collection
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