so near and yet so far...

The semester is almost over and I can't wait for sembreak! I need to start my field research asap plus I really would like to finish reading Ulysses...I'm tingling with excitement--it's brilliant! Its raw and vulgar depiction of ordinary people going about their ordinary lives is entertaining. James Joyce completely veered away from how fiction is normally written by not including a narrator. You know you're reading the perspective of one character based on the writing style---so style is the marker.

And the story has nothing to do with Greek mythology. He could've entitled it: Brad or Angelina or Hamlet or Joan of Arc or Girls Gone Wild. That's how much of a nonconformist James Joyce is. Rebellious literature. It's weird how the snubbish literati have elevated it into a complicated piece of text (that can't even be considered as a novel since it doesn't even have a freaking plot) that can only be appreciated by the high and mighty ultra-intellectuals when in fact it's a messy Mad-TV kind of book! I urge everyone to start reading it because it's crazy (it's just a bit thick).

I once read that James Joyce sort of complained about how his book was critiqued by saying, if only someone commented how the book was so damn funny! One review blew me away: reading it is like swimming in your own vomit...or something to that effect.