Yet there is much more to be done. And it will be hard. (But oh so worth it.)
When my brain couldn't dump any more into my Dana, I headed over to the bookstore and checked out their 70% Off stack. As usual, it was filled with tour guides to places I don't need to read up on just yet (like Stockholm, although I'd love to go), various religious books, and random novels I'd never heard of. But there was a gem: yes I said yes I will Yes: A Celebration of James Joyce, Ulysses, and 100 Years of Bloomsday. I snatched that up pretty quick. Maybe, just maybe, it'll help me finish (and understand) Ulysses. I've read A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, Dubliners, and Chamber Music, but the "best book of the 20th Century" has continued to elude me.

I picked this photo because it was taken in 1904, the same year Bloomsday occurred. Photo source: National Archives of Ireland.
Why tackle the book? He tells me to, that's why.
"The only demand I can make of my reader is that he should devote his whole life to reading my works." --James Joyce
Also, I think I'm in love with him.