Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.
And so it begins…..
Am I mad? I don’t know. Why I’ve not challenged myself to read it yet, again I don’t know. Many great Dublin characters are reflected in the work, and I’ve always enjoyed Bloomsday. I’ve read some of Joyce’s works already, but always shied away from Ulysses. Today, I’m 40-something pages in and greatly enjoying the work.
My version is “the 1922 text”. The explanatory notes at the back are longer than some books I have read. Everyday I pass a Ulysses plaque in the city centre, be it at the Ballast Office, the Thomas Moore statue, O’Connell Bridge or elsewhere, and I feel a tiny bit embarrassed not to have read the work so many enquire about when visiting the city.
I’ve visited the Jewish Museum in the past and learned of Dublin’s most famous (and fictional) Jewish figure. I’m fascinated by the books international appeal considering its specific geographic setting. Reading should never be a chore and I intend to visit sights from the book as I try to get to grips with it.
Bloomsday is on the sixteenth of June. Let’s see how far I can get by then, and more importantly: how much I can understand. Reports on my progress will appear on the site.