Since high school, depending upon whom you are, I have lied about whether I've read Ulysses or not. I've decided to finally read it, which feels momentous and perhaps a bit overdue, since I've nodded in agreement to estimations of said book and have even given, though general and bland, commentary on a book I've never read. Now it's time to get serious and read, in addition to Ulysses, all the primary sources Joyce read and used.
Because I've confessed to y'all I've got to read it, right? or do I?...
Lying is whack.
Telling the truth is good.