At our Finnegans Wake Reading Group in Basel this evening, we took up where we had left off last time: "And so they went on, the fourbottle men" (FW 95.27). And so we went on, without four bottles but with lots of good cheer and great insights into "the framing up of such figments in the evidential order" that constitute James Joyce's 1939 novel. When we finished our hunting, a hunt had begun: "Gundogs of all breeds were beagling with renounced urbiandorbic bugles, hot to run him, given law, on a scent breasthigh, keen for the worry" (FW 96.36-97.2). For once, we completed much more than one page in our "upframings". (Andrew Shields, #111Words, 27 November 2024)
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