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August 27, 2020


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I'm still on an "I read 'Middlemarch'" high, weeks after finally finishing it following decades of FAILs.

Oh, but that novel is so good: not only is it acutely observant, but it's also wicked funny.

I had no idea.

I started Joyce's "Ulysses" earlier this week, the second in my projected "7 books* I tried and failed (many times) to finish" campaign.

It's a horse of an entirely different color.

The sparks from novel words, names, and phrases are relentless: they never stop.

I have a sense of just trying to hold on while my brain is buffeted by the flood of events and layered meanings mostly passing by unremarked.

Occasionally I get a joke and feel all chuffed.

I'm on page 117 of 783.

Pictured up top is one of 750 numbered copies of the 1922 first edition, which totaled 1,000 copies; this is number 992.


*The other 5:

• "Swann's Way"

• "War and Peace"

• "Tristram Shandy"

• "Don Quixote"

• "Moby-Dick"

August 27, 2020 at 04:01 PM | Permalink


I’ve got one hyphenated name for you: Moby-Dick

Posted by: bookofjoe | Aug 27, 2020 6:09:48 PM

I started to read Don Quixote de la Mancha in Spanish a few years ago. I gave it up somewhere in the first chapter. Average sentence length -- 85 words. That's sentence, not paragraph. IMO it is unreadable.

Posted by: antares | Aug 27, 2020 5:46:58 PM

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