Status Updates From Finnegans Wake

"Beauties never answer and the rich never pays." Twas ever thus. No truer. I have done it. The Wake can be done, and glad I did. It's baffling, but beautiful -- the most musical and symphonic book of them all. and the last three pages have more character development and humanity than all of Gaddis' The Recognitions. Will contemplate awhile before posting thoughts, such as they may be.

I'm at what I call "the laying up before Moscow" stage of a long-traversed epic, slowing down as I spy the golden dome ahead. This happens, often. I should finish fast, but I stop for awhile. I don't know if this is part of my completion fear or procrastination tendencies or not. It never stops me from completing, which I always prove, outlasting the naysayers. Anyway, about a half hour of reading left.

1/8th inch thick tiny sliver of pages 'tween me fingers and the finish and a brick of pages in the past and the Wake is all but conquered, or a least a surface reading. It is a deep mine that cannot be tapped in one go. The gems I did get, though, were precious.

I have got this! The code has opened up. There are pages where I completely understand it now. OMG! What a book! Holy shit! Joyce you absolute genius. Greatest, book. ever. Only days away now. I'm going to fricking cry I tell ya.

let us be tolerant of antipathies

my true Bdur!

"For sleeking beauties I spinned their nightingveils, to slumbred beast I tummed the thief's air." Damn, that is gorgeous. This section is a tour de force of HCE painting a massive portrait of the town and the people, his accusers; the idea of casting stones without sin. Incredible, masterly, perplexing, but great.