One of my dad's favourite anecdotes was that he repeatedly—and unsuccessfully—tried to read Ulysses until he crossed the Atlantic on a freighter with no other sources of diversion.
Madeleine Mu 🇨🇦🏳️⚧️
Today is Bloomsday, an annual ritual where I try to read Joyce, get frustrated, toss it aside after ten pages, and return to reading pulpy SFF.
