Yesterday, I stopped by the flagship Barnes & Noble store in New York on Union Square. Several features distinguish this store, including its spacious layout coupled with multiple floors, an authors series with some of the best known American writers, and from what I understand to be a rather unique store discretion to choose more [...]
Reading it in college a few years ago, the aspect of Ulysses that struck me hardest was the sheer modernness of it; famously structured like a Greek epic, awash in exacting period detail of 1904 Ireland, and written nearly a century ago, Ulysses still feels contemporary in its bawdy and frank sexuality. As someone who loves the book, I’d prefer this aspect of the novel to be spoken of more, rather than the silly and anti-intellectual discussions of whether it’s “unreadable” or too difficult to enjoy.
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