It’s St. Paddy’s day. I have some Irish in me and I was disappointed to learn that Ireland doesn’t always forgive writers an Irish income tax. Oh well.
And what does this have to do with James Joyce you might reasonably ask given the headline? Well he was, and is, probably Ireland’s most famous writer. I’ve never had much luck reading Joyce so I’ve never been sure why so many people seem so taken with him. But they do and I can only conclude that I’m missing some critical James Joyce gene or something and move on.
Here’s a blog called Irish Playwrights and Screenwriters Guild Blog - that’s not me either, but it might interest you.
Calvin Jones is a freelance writer in Ireland who apparently takes some nifty wildlife photos too. Here’s his blog: Writing for life
I couldn’t resist Dave Barry’s tribute to St. Patrick’s Day.
And here’s my favorite traditional Gaelic blessing.
By the way, the picture is of an ancient Celtic icon. Somehow it reminds me of Easter Island.
Happy St. Paddy’s Day to you!
Write well and often,
Image from http://www.sxc.hu
Related posts:
{ 3 comments… read them below or add one }
jhunterj – figured I wasn’t alone… as unique as I like to think I am, I’m usually not.
Suzanne – looked at all the words… rotfl almost. Thanks for that.
I went to a college that was a big James Joyce school, but I could never endure to read him. One of the guys who was doing his Ph.D. on Joyce was asked if he’d actually read Finnegan’s Wake and he replied, “I looked at all the words.”
I am currently slogging through Joyce’s Ulysses, and I’m in your camp: I must be missing the same critical James Joyce gene. But I’ll get through this one.