I have moved beyond the first page, but I thought I would show why my pace is so slow by sharing my notes/thoughts from just page one. I'm probably admitting a good portion of ignorance on my part, but I'll just lay it all out:
- "Stately, plump Buck Mulligan"--stately and plump don't seem to go together.
- Buck's dressing gown--"sustained gently" strange choice of words, also kind of oxy-moronic
- "Introibo ad altare Dei" --what the heck does this mean, look up online
- "he peered down" the stairs but called "up", then tells "Kinch" to come up. Huh? Where are these characters positioned.
- gunrest? what part of the stairs is this, look up online
- what's the deal with the blessing, gurgling, shake his head? Is he being critical of religion? Is it significant that the mirror and razor were "crossed"?
- Stephen Dedalus - I think Dedalus was the one who tried to build wings to fly to the sun but burned up, look up online. Why does Buck call him Kinch? Look up in dictionary/online.
- Buck's face long like a horse, hair like an oak. Untonsured-check dictionary
- Why does he look in the bowl? Why does he say "Back to the barracks"?
- "Christine" Christian? Ouns-check dictionary. White corpuscles????? I'm pretty sure I know what corpuscles are, but check dictionary to clarify. What would this have to do with him mocking a sermon?
- Why does he start whistling, and who answers with a whistle? Why does he stick the word "Chrysostomos" into the paragraph. Check dictionary or look up online.
Two general impression I have from the rest that I have read so far are that Buck is an annoying jerk, and I'm really grossed out that he wiped this razor with a dirty snot rag.
Today, thanks to the flu, I have time to read. One of my ears is plugged up and it's messing with my equilibrium. Feeling off-balance and reading Joyce should go hand in hand.
Not that this post is a great selling point, but if you want to join in the fun*, this readalong is hosted by Jill at Fizzy Thoughts.
*For the record, I do honestly find this fun, otherwise I wouldn't be doing it. Maybe I'm as unhinged as Joyce seems to be.