Κυριακή, 7 Νοεμβρίου 2010
Το ξέρω ότι θα ακολουθήσουν κι άλλες αναγνώσεις του " Ulysses".
It's a big story, my " relation" to James Joyce.I had tried to love him for very long. No, I didn't want to be another one of those who have read "great Joyce". No. I am talking about authentic feelings. Something urged me. It's not the right time and right place to define it. Finally, I read Ulysses few years ago. First time I managed to reach the end of the book!! I got crazy! I enjoyed it so much, that I was surprised. I couldn't read more than the first few pages all this time. Afterwards, questions followed: Why did you like it? What was it you liked? etc Since I was very young, I either liked or dsliked a piece of art and believed that if I had to explain why, it would "destroy" something in the feeling. However, here, it wasn't like this. After finishing it, I knew I would stay and try to find out all the "whats" and "whys". So, I went to the University library of my area and started looking for books about Joyce. On the Internet as well, of course. I will not write more. I will just go on from here, so as to have company in this lonely procedure and I might be lucky to have some opinions. I will be writing what I read or think about one of the greatest writers of the 20th century. As if I read out loudly..as I used to do at school when something was difficult to understand!
I know more readings of " Ulysses" will follow.