Those Lovely Seaside Girls
Happy Bloomsday, everyone! I would give ULYSSES a read-through today, except my friend Kristine has my copy and my other one is so destroyed it has literally fallen apart at the seams. No matter, for I am rereading CATCHING FIRE more slowly this time around (to savour the small details), and Kristine introduced me to this video:
It’s the end that slays me.
Oh, and because they need to be shared again: James Joyce’s EXTREMELY dirty letters to Nora Barnacle.
