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September 13, 2020

My battle with "Ulysses" is over

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"Ulysses" won, in a knockout — literally.

Every time I sat down to read this wonderful, impossibly difficult book — the hardest book I've ever read in its entirety — I would find myself getting sleepy and fighting to continue reading.

Constant readers will have followed my progress since I started it toward the end of August.

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Two things.

1) If I'd been assigned to read this book in school, and then had to study for a test or write a paper on it, I'd have been miserable, first because of having to read it, then because of having to study it or write about it.

What a difference for me when I don't have to do something.

2) Elaborating on 1) above, I hated being assigned to write things from elementary school all the way through college.  

And one of the few redeeming features of medical school was that I never had to write anything (except progress notes).

Yet here I am, well into year seventeen (17!) of boj, and I've enjoyed pretty much every minute I've spent creating it.

I just really hate having to do stuff.

September 13, 2020 at 10:01 AM | Permalink


Comments

I wouldn't call it a knockout, maybe a bored-out, burned-out, or better-things-to-do-out.
Since it's such a great piece of literature I'm not worthy and must leave it to great minds to savor.

Posted by: xoxoxoBruce | Sep 14, 2020 2:30:31 PM

Or as somebody said: Happiness lies not in doing nothing, but in not doing something you ought to be doing.

Posted by: Paul Tempke | Sep 14, 2020 12:06:34 PM

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