From TC 9:2 – “The J” by Nathaniel Tower

The other day I was reading a book I had purchased online a few years back. It was Ulysses, by Joyce. I was finally on the last chapter, the one with no punctuation, the one from the woman’s point of view—not sure if those two ideas are related or not, but I guess it makes sense.

So I had just started the chapter, a glass of wine, a Pinot Grigio, in my hand. I didn’t really have a clue what was going on, but I kept reading anyway because I was once told that the most intellectual accomplishment a human being could achieve in this day was to read Ulysses cover-to-cover. There I was, on the brink of achieving some intellectual brilliance that I didn’t fully comprehend but was proud of anyway, when I accidentally tipped my Pinot, sending the swirling liquid in a waterfall to my newly planted carpet.

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