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The Ulysses Read-along by Coffeespoons on Jan 16, 2012Ulysses wordle (img src) Early this year, during a conversation on Twitter, Jaclyn of a book diary and I decided that we'd have a read-along. I'd never done one before and I thought it might be fun. Besides, I figure that, sometime during the year,...



I'm back with Ulysses in my hands by Clarafied on Jun 23, 2011I'm back with Ulysses on my hands, a photo by hengeworx on Flickr.I started "Ulysses" again... and from the top.It's a good thing that I started it from the top, because even in just in the first paragraph, there were things that I didn't understand...



Date A Girl Who Reads: Unrated Version by halfblotprincess on Apr 9, 2011Here’s the complete version of “Date A Girl Who Reads”. I wonder who wrote this? Genius, I must say. Oh and by the way, the last line just makes this article out of this world. Date A Girl Who Reads Date a girl who reads. Date a gir...



After the fourth chapter of Dubliners by Clarafied on Jan 28, 2011Eveline.That was the fourth chapter of the book.  I just finished it and just started with the fifth, After the Race.The thing is I got confused.  I am not sure I am getting what the book is all about.  So, I googled the book, which I...



"my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires." by Meta-Emotion on Jan 9, 2011“my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the...



That System Failure by LadyLikes on May 27, 2010SO IN SORT OF CONTINUATION to my James Joyce post last week with the "You kill me" cigarette illustration, I think I may finally have to get my lungs checked for anything more serious than the common cough.Started on Tuesday morning which escalated...



Those Smoke Signals by LadyLikes on May 20, 2010WHY SMOKE? It kills you, it kills the people around you, it makes your breath stink, it makes your furniture stink, it makes your gums black and your teeth yellow.So, why do I smoke? I don't look for it, I can in fact live without it, I sometimes can...