Seven Words

FRIEND: How many words did you get today?
JOYCE: (in despair, still sprawled facedown on his desk) Seven
FRIEND: 'Seven? But James… that’s good, at least for you.'
JOYCE: (finally looking up) Yes...I suppose it is… but I don’t know what order they go in!"




This is a cache or bookish - wordy - inspirational things compiled by a writer - reader - bibliophile - artist - lover of James Joyce.


Love this!

prettybooks:

hipsters-in-space:

I found this sweet message outside of a small bookstore in Wheeling, West Virginia.

asuperfluousman:

ibuiltmyselfametalbird:

A short clip of stock footage of James Joyce that briefly mentions his friendship with Ernest Hemingway.

“The author of Ulysses was a small, thin, unathletic man with very bad eyes. When in the course of their drinking he ran into any sort of belligerence, he would jump behind his powerful friend and shout, ‘Deal with him, Hemingway! Deal with him!’

I love the image of Joyce using Hemingway as his personal bodyguard/attack dog.

James Joyce by Carol Birch

'Joyce made me want to write. His use of language was dazzling, impressionistic but controlled, rhythmic, diverse, achingly lyrical'

The whole article makes my heart glow.

Joyce made me want to write. His use of language was dazzling, impressionistic but controlled, rhythmic, diverse, achingly lyrical. He made people live on the page.
Books are no more threatened by Kindle than stairs by elevators.
Stephen Fry (via writingadvice)

(via inspiredbylit)

You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.
Ray Bradbury  (via story-dj)