by upright | Jul 20, 2015 | Ulysses |
—We’ll see you again, Haines said, turning as Stephen walked up the path and smiling at wild Irish. Horn of a bull, hoof of a horse, smile of a Saxon. —The Ship, Buck Mulligan cried. Half twelve. —Good, Stephen said. He walked along the upwardcurving path....
by upright | Jul 17, 2015 | Ulysses |
He struggled out of his shirt and flung it behind him to where his clothes lay. —Are you going in here, Malachi? —Yes. Make room in the bed. The young man shoved himself backward through the water and reached the middle of the creek in two long clean strokes. Haines...
by upright | Jul 16, 2015 | Robot E Lee |
ROBOT E LEE WAR JOURNAL: 16th July, 2015 Until recently I believed myself to be the only bipedal automaton in existence. Then I spent spent a mind-boggling afternoon attending an event called “Comic-Con” and discovered there are apparently countless...
by upright | Jul 13, 2015 | Ulysses |
—Is the brother with you, Malachi? —Down in Westmeath. With the Bannons. —Still there? I got a card from Bannon. Says he found a sweet young thing down there. Photo girl he calls her. —Snapshot, eh? Brief exposure. Buck Mulligan sat down to unlace his boots. An...
by upright | Jul 10, 2015 | Ulysses |
Hear, hear! Prolonged applause. Zut! Nom de Dieu! —Of course I’m a Britisher, Haines’s voice said, and I feel as one. I don’t want to see my country fall into the hands of German jews either. That’s our national problem, I’m afraid, just...
