I just finished Joyce's "A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man" today. I have to say, I liked it. I could definitely use a re-read though, since I'm positive I missed a whole shitload of stuff. My lit analysis skills are lacking, as usual. But, even accounting for my own pitfalls as a reader, I found it to be interesting. Joyce's use of -- marks to denote speech instead of quotation marks was kind of weird at first, but towards the end I actually enjoyed them.
I'm reading "Dubliners" now, with the hopes of actually reading Ulysses sometime soon. I'm going to read Hamlet next, since they say that Ulysses uses a lot of references to Hamlet. Then, of course, I'm going to read the Odyssey, because, well, Ulysses relies heavily on that.
I'm wondering if I should read Ulysses with a supplementary book. A lot of people recommend it, but I always feel that when I read someone elses interpretation of it right afterwards, I tend to lose track of what I originally thought of it. I guess I should just try reading it on my own, and if I can't understand whats going on (which I'm sure is what'll happen) I'll read it with a supplemental book.
Reading Joyce is good after having read a lot of Dostoevsky over Christmas break. Not that D is bad, it's just a good change of scenery. No more St. Petersburg, onto Dublin!
I'm reading "Dubliners" now, with the hopes of actually reading Ulysses sometime soon. I'm going to read Hamlet next, since they say that Ulysses uses a lot of references to Hamlet. Then, of course, I'm going to read the Odyssey, because, well, Ulysses relies heavily on that.
I'm wondering if I should read Ulysses with a supplementary book. A lot of people recommend it, but I always feel that when I read someone elses interpretation of it right afterwards, I tend to lose track of what I originally thought of it. I guess I should just try reading it on my own, and if I can't understand whats going on (which I'm sure is what'll happen) I'll read it with a supplemental book.
Reading Joyce is good after having read a lot of Dostoevsky over Christmas break. Not that D is bad, it's just a good change of scenery. No more St. Petersburg, onto Dublin!