A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

by James Joyce

I almost abandoned the entire Classic Bitch project, website, everything on this book. Nothing kept me reading it, and most of the time I couldn't follow what was going on or why. A lot of life happened in between the times I picked it up & set it back down, so there was no continuity. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man is yet another book with far too lengthy & far too heavy-handed passages on religion, including some straight-ahead sermon. This is something that's made me glaze over in other books on the list before. It may not be this book's fault (although, to be sure, I am not a James Joyce fan)...but it certainly is not my cup of tea, & I find nothing in it for a reader like myself. It's a coming-of-age story but beyond that is largely unrecognizable as anything relatable. Can't even really tell you what it's about; sorry.