Effing Joyce.

Jan 03, 2011 05:06

So, I got another of James Joyce's works. I was hoping it'd be better than the short stories.. as many who are wonderful novelists have no talent for the short story and vice versa. Unfortunately, the novel is -worse- than the short stories.

Whereas the SS seemed to end abruptly with no real resolution to any plot arcs he'd set up, the novel is just aimless all together. He spent 4 pages having some guy shave his face and have minimal, dull conversation with a friend. Seriously. WTF. I'm done with Joyce, and will just have to accept that I must die without having accepted his apparent awesomeness into my brain.

In other news... First day back at school for the bug. Thank Goodness. The last week has been fraught with drama and OCD episodes. I'm going to blame it on him still having the teeniest bit of a cold left. Should be noted, though, that if I have to explain to him again that the sound of R cannot be made with his mouth wiiiiide open and his lips no where near the right area... I might vomit on myself. I'm not a "pray-er", but I do ask daily for patience, and strength from whatever high powers may be floating in the ether.
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