tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657229330840382051.post1823576061990909255..comments2024-02-28T08:40:20.134+00:00Comments on From Swerve of Shore to Bend of Bay: Happy Birthday Mr Joyce!Peter Chrisphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206688095197843271noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657229330840382051.post-58277811717270127592017-02-02T09:57:40.974+00:002017-02-02T09:57:40.974+00:00wonderful insight. thank youwonderful insight. thank youDublin Love Affairhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16839158439831733350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657229330840382051.post-58501937093854102722014-02-24T12:31:08.007+00:002014-02-24T12:31:08.007+00:00Robbert-Jan Henkes & Erik Bindervoet, the Dutc...Robbert-Jan Henkes & Erik Bindervoet, the Dutch translators of FW, have a lovely piece on Joyce and Stephens in Genetic Joyce studies:<br /><br />'On the 12th of May 1927 (Letters I, 252) he was so exhausted that he wanted to quit: "I lay down my pen anyhow and if I knew anyone who I thought had the patience and the wish and the power to write Part II on the lines indicated I think I would leave the chair too and come back in a few years to indicate briefly how Part IV should be done. But who is the person? There is no such absurd person as could replace me except the incorrigible god of sleep and no waster quite so wasteful though there is one much more so." Eight days later he informs Miss Weaver that he asked Miss Beach to get into closer relations with James Stephens. (20 May 1927, Letters I, 253). Joyce eventually regained his strength, but two and a half years he is again seriously thinking of handing over his pen. In November 1929, he invites Stephens to Paris, and within a week, strolling along the Seine river, in the shadow of the Eyefultower, Joyce explains the basic plan of the Wake to his prospective successor or stand-in. What would a Wakeologist give if he could have been present at these walks and talks! Willingly he would offer his limbs, some or maybe all of his senses, his year-income, his wife and children if he could but get a glimpse of these conversations, of which not a word has come down to us. It is high time that somebody reconstructs this major episode in world literature. The material is ideally suited for a fictionalized docudrama. (Scene. Exterior. We see two Irish beauties stroll along the bank of the River Seine, the deaf one leading the blind. They talk. Fumes and plumes of condensed breath come out of their mouths. Especially the blind one is talking. We hear music. We see swans. Cut to Interior of the Royal Flemish Academy in Brussels. Two simple Dutch translators continue their talk.)'<br /><br />http://www.antwerpjamesjoycecenter.com/GJS4/GJS4%20RJE%20Quiz.htmPeter Chrisphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11206688095197843271noreply@blogger.com