Dear reader,when I first wrote this post I essentially told you and myself that this episode was incomprehensible, full of allusions I didn't catch, and something I quickly gave up on. Some of that is still true, there are many bits here I don't understand, but I made a breakthrough in reading it yesterday and thought that since I'm currently struggling with how to write up the other episodes I've read beyond this point, I'd give myself a break of sorts and rework my coverage of this one. So here goes.
Stephen spends most of the episode thinking. THe key to reading it, I discovered, is to try and take each new sentence as it comes, without trying too hard to understand it or process it in any way. Joyce does an excellent job of mimicking how people's thoughts actually flow, and Stephen's in this walk along the strand are chaotic and disordered.
He dwells principally on three subjects: philosophy, his family life, and his rebellious trip to Paris which was cut so disastrously short. Philosophically, Stephen is obsessed with understanding what his senses tell him, and here creates the episode's most vivid passage for me as he walks along the beach, eyes closed, noticing the feel and sound of his feet on the shoreline.
Stephen's family life is complicated: he has a strained relationship with his father, Simon, but came home when he received a telegram from him about his mother's illness. FOr his part, Simon dislikes his in-laws, particularly "Uncle Richey," on a visit to who's house Stephen briefly considers embarking. As shall be seen later in the novel,Simon harbors deep feelings for his departed wife. Stephen's family is not respectable in his eyes, and he actually lied to friends at his Catholic prep school about them, ashamed.
The crux of Stephen's anxiety in this episode concerns his abortive trip to Paris. HE feels that he was unable to accomplish self-imposed goals there, and is obsessed with the idea that he is a failure. His trip started badly and ended badly, and he has nothing to show for it except a few souvenirs, such as the French telegram calling him home to see his mother. He flirted with Irish nationalism whilst their, but again accomplished nothing notable.
All in all, Stephen spends this episode doing what Buck Mulligan advised him not to, brooding. THe most he manages to accomplish is to jot down a few lines of poetry, by tearing off a strip of paper from the letter he is delivering for Mr. Deasy.
All that over with, we come to the end of part one of this book. I ask myself sometimes why I read it and like it so much, and I can't really provide an answer. THe subject matter covered is certainly not thrilling in the traditional sense, nor are the parallels with the Odyssey very clear. Still, there are moments of profound beauty here, and the prose style is engaging and original if nothing else. I'll keep going, and someday soon will introduce you all to Mr. Leopold Bloom, the titular Ulysses.