Joyce

Yesterday was Bloomsday - the day Leopold Bloom wandered around Dublin - and so I drank a pint of Guiness and read some Joyce. Now that Ulysses is part of the modernist canon it's easy to forget what a radical shift in form and content the novel represented. (Even Virginia Woolf thought Joyce went too far: "I don't believe that his method, which is highly developed, means much more than cutting out the explanations and putting in the thoughts between dashes," she wrote.) Once upon a time, the mi