I had a professor who was kind of obsessed with James Joyce. We only read a few of his short stories for the class, but my prof would go on and on about Joyce whenever he had the chance. But I never really loved the stories we read, and I always assumed it was because I wasn’t smart enough. And now that I’m finally getting around to reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, I can safely say that I still don’t feel smart enough to read Joyce. But I’m doing it anyway, and somewhere in the world my professor is happy.
What are you reading?