This will be brief. 🙂

I finished “Portrait.” Finally. I’m kind of indifferent about it. I feel better for having read it, understand its greater cultural significance, but I can’t say that I’m in any great hurry to read more Joyce.

The last section, I thought, made for much more interesting reading. I was bored during the whole depiction of hell that was Chapter 3. Chapter 4 put me to sleep. Literally. (I attempted to finish the book last night, but fell asleep on the couch instead.)