Today is the day I finally finished reading Ulysses by James Joyce. I started reading this detestable book back in 2006. I’ve obviously not been reading this continuously for that entire time, but the thought of reading it has been in the back of my mind for much of this time.
Well, today is the day I finally reached the end. I am so pleased not to have to read this book any more. It is the least enjoyable book I have read in my entire life.
Now I’m going to start reading Ready Player One by Ernest Cline. The few things I’ve read about it seem interesting, and I am looking forward to reading it.
I ordered Ulysses from an Amazon listed store 9 days ago and it has not yet been delivered to me. Luckily Hayley lent me another book that’s on my list: Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad. I’m reading that first now because of this stupid delivery failure.
In the time it’s taken this place (so far) to send me one book Lizz has had something sent to her from 5000 miles away in California. Unfortunately this one is also absolutely insane because the delivery company apparently attempted to deliver it to us at 05:27 this morning and then took it away because nobody was there to receive it. I say apparently because they left no note or missed delivery card. If they actually did attempt delivery at that time then they need to seriously get their shit together.
Why are deliveries companies still so pathetic in the 21st century? They know most people work or go to school or generally just leave the house in the day. Why oh why are the standard delivery times also the times when people are out of the house? Why do half of these places only offer collection on weekdays during regular working hours, or half a day on Saturday morning when people might want to get a bit more sleep than normal?
Work it out guys!
I decided that three years is far too long to spend “reading” Ulysses by James Joyce. I’ve given it a fair few shots now and again when I have a few spare moments. I’ve probably made it about a quarter of the way through since I started. It’s just so frustrating to read that I always give up and can’t be bothered with deciphering it.
I decided to go to Amazon.co.uk and buy the cheapest copy of the book available. After a bit of searching I managed to get a copy delivered for something like £3.75. Can’t grumble about that. It is a used copy, but the description says it’s in good condition.
I’m very close to finishing Wizard and Glass from the Dark Tower series by Stephen King again (because it’s an excellent book) and so before I begin Wolves of the Calla I aim to read Ulysses on the train in the mornings and afternoons until it is done with. Hopefully things will move along a bit more swiftly and I can cast this entire story away for the rest of my life. I think I might actually burn my copy once I’m done. Either that or frame it and put it up on the wall somewhere.
I hope it arrives soon so I don’t have to travel to and from work without a book to read for too long.