Re: Joyce, Episode 85: Golden Geese
Stephen reflects vividly upon Mr. Deasy's rant.
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Stephen reflects vividly upon Mr. Deasy's rant.
"Ulysses" is now in the public domain and in celebration of this, and James Joyce's birthday, Frank Delaney is taking "Ulysses" to the people and the park! At 11am this Wednesday January 25th, Frank Delaney will read aloud from "Ulysses" to the public in Madison Square Park, New York City.
Each year he'll read the amount of text his Re:Joyce podcast has covered - (in this case, thirty-five pages). And he'll be back next year and the year after that - for the next twenty-five, or so, years.
So join fellow Ulysses lovers and passers-by in the park this Wednesday at 11, for the first annual "Occupy Ulysses," as Frank Delaney (NYTimes bestseller, BBC broadcaster and Joycean) stands on his soapbox and reads us the story... or at least 35 pages of it....
If you can't make it, stay tuned for a video of the event to be released February 2nd, and be sure to listen in to Frank's Re:Joyce podcasts, every Wednesday for the next 25 years!
Frank unfolds Joyce's daily life in Zurich, which he in many ways abandoned to live in the Dublin of his Ulysses.
Mr. Deasy expounds upon the Jews.
Mr. Deasy, in addition to his other qualities, is a paranoid and a bigot.
A letter to the editor, deconstructed.
For the last two years, under the banner of A Writer’s Life, I’ve been tweeting daily writing tips - gleaned from all over: interviews, biographies, personal experience. We’ll shortly publish the first collection, 365 Writing Tips, on the Internet. Time for a change – actually more of an addition - and since reading is half of a writer’s job, I’m next putting up daily tweets under the banner, A Reader’s Life (while not abandoning the tone and direction of what I’ve been doing). It might as easily be called Pot Luck or Pot Pourri or Bran Tub because I’m dipping my hand into whatever material of any kind - cultural, political, sporting, current news, old newspapers - in which I’ve been immersed, or of which I’m fond, or by which I’m stimulated. Or simply want to share. Books, and any art form; discoveries and happy returns; new or favorite writers, poems, music, paintings - all will have one thing in common: a capacity to ignite in me the desire to get back to the desk and work, work, work.
I’ve always had a rag-bag mind, like the drawer in every kitchen where we keep bits of string, old postcards, interesting bottle-tops, screws that have fallen out of something but we don’t know what – everyday miscellanea. Recently, to try and organize that mental drawer, I attempted the exercise of trying to write down – as it came to me – any quotation, reading memory, word origin, movie scene, painting or painting detail, music playing in my mind – in any one day. Failed. Then I tried any one hour. Failed again! I couldn't even count the number of sound-tracks rolling through my brain – was it a 16-track desk, a 32, a 64? Don’t know, still can’t count because new ones come in as I’m counting. I suppose I’m just not Zen enough!
What I think I’m trying to say here is – I have no idea what will appear every day in A Reader’s Life/A Writer’s Life until I write it. It could be anything from anywhere – a useless fact (if there is such a thing), a recollection, a quotation, a bygone day, a snatch of a song. When I have written it, I hope you’ll enjoy it, and maybe find in it the vibe that caused me to send it out from my Twitter page in the first place. And please share yours with me on Twitter or make comments here. Have a wonderful 2012!
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