Description
At the end of a long day, Molly Bloom lies in bed and muses on the events of the day, and her life with her husband Leopold as she drifts towards sleep. Joyce documents Molly's thoughts in an astonishing stream of consciousness: subjects, memories, and fantasies. Regarded as scandalous and brilliant in its intimacy, the soliloquy is captivating and engrossing. For those who have found it difficult to get to the end of Ulysses, here, unabridged, is the soliloquy on its own; curiously it works almost as an extended poem, with a rhythm and an intimate power that are unforgettable.