I opened the latest offering from Swallow Bookworms with delighted anticipation.
Two pages later I was flicking through to find out whether the author stuck with the same style throughout.
He does.
It may be a work of genius for all I know to the contrary, but it is written in that present tense, stream of consciousness style which I find all but unreadable. I don't quite know why, but it is the reason why (give or take the odd essay) I have never finished anything by James Joyce or Virginia Woolf.
Probably my loss.
lizdavies
We once went to a performance of chapter 19 of Ullyses at the Edinburgh Fringe. I've forgotten who performed it but it was classic fringe material. I concentrated really hard and felt I was always hovering on the brink of understanding what he was saying - like someone talking Dutch to you very slowly, or listening to Shakespeare as a 9 year old...enjoyable but ultimately elusive!