I’ve never read James Joyce’s Ulysses. I’m not big on Serious Mainstream Literature. In fact, I’m downright microscopic on it. Every time I read something about it, the adjective “modernist” comes up. To me, that’s a synonym for “crappy.” Besides, look how thick it is. Not being immortal, I doubt I want to invest that … Continue reading Mis-Reading ‘Ulysses’