Joyce James
Joyce James
Joyce James
Joyce radicalized literature, so that it would never recover. He reconstructed narrative, both external and internal; he
changed our conception of daytime consciousness and of nighttime unconsciousness. He made us reconsider language as
the product and the prompter of unconscious imaginings. These did not come to him as experiments or as innovations; he
did not regard himself as an experimenter. Rather they were solutions to the literary and intellectual problems he set
himself.
—Richard Ellmann, "James Joyce In and Out of Art," from Four Dubliners
James Joyce is as essential to an understanding of modern fiction as T. S. Eliot [19] and W. B. Yeats [17] are to modern
poetry and Pablo Picasso is to modern art. His achievement is nothing less than a great artistic explosion in which we are
still sifting through the debris and dealing with the fallout. We are still learning how to read him, and novelists continue to
show his influence, as the history of the novel can be divided with only slight exaggeration into two periods: before and
after Joyce. Some writers in despair of ever surpassing him have lamented that Joyce took the novel as far as it can go, as
Shakespeare [1] took drama. Others have complained that Joyce stretched the form of fiction past a breaking point, and
the aftermath is a chaos of meaning that many feel was Joyce's principal legacy.
Joyce's collected works are few: two collections of poetry, a play, a volume of short stories, and three novels. Although
hardly an innovative or preeminent poet or dramatist, his achievement in fiction was to effect a revolution at literature's
core. Dubliners sets the pattern and technique for the modern short story. With A Portrait of the Artist As a Young Man,
Joyce took on the solidly traditional novel of education and development and reimagined it in an absolutely new manner
that has caused other treatments of this theme to seem shallow and routine. With Ulysses, Joyce created a modern epic out
of the commonplace events of a single day in the life of Dublin with a modern Odysseus, Leopold Bloom, a Jew and a
cuckold, as his hero. In Finnegans Wake, a novel shaped by dream logic and the destruction of the barriers of time and
space, Joyce developed an entirely new literary language to write a universal history based on the life and times of a pub
owner, Humphrey Chimpden Earwicker. Each step in Joyce's artistic development challenged previous assumptions and
perfected new techniques to capture consciousness and the complexity of experience. To my mind, among the world's
novelists, only Tolstoy [4] and Dickens [6] have fashioned a richer imaginative world.
Born on February 2, 1882, Joyce was the eldest of 10 children. His parents, who came from an upper-middle-class
background, declined, due to the improvidence of Joyce's father, into shabby gentility and eventually worse during Joyce's
youth. Between 1882 and 1902, when Joyce first left Ireland, he had resided at 14 different addresses, each one step lower
on the ladder of respectability. Joyce's father is captured in Stephen Dedalus's catalogue of his father, Simon, in Portrait:
"a medical student, an oarsman, a tenor, an amateur actor, a shouting politician, a small landlord, something in a distillery,
a tax-gatherer, a bankrupt, and at present a praiser of his own past." For Joyce, the forces opposing his growth and artistic
development were a succession of fathers: his own, his fatherland Ireland, and God the father, represented by the Catholic
Church. In his art, Joyce would confront and attempt to master each.
At the age of six and a half Joyce was sent to a Jesuit boarding school, Clongowes Wood, where he was the youngest boy
at the school. His experiences there are reflected in Portrait, in which Stephen Dedalus's glasses are broken, and he is
subsequently beaten, or "pandied," for neglecting his schoolwork. There are obvious differences between the young Joyce
and his fictional reflection, however. Joyce's nickname at school was "Sunny Jim." He excelled at sports, and unlike the
dour and isolated Stephen Dedalus, he was well liked and generally fun-loving. When his father's financial distress led to
his withdrawal from Clongowes, he eventually continued his studies at a Jesuit school in Dublin. As Joyce later remarked,
"You allude to me as Catholic. Now for the sake of precision and to get the correct contour of me, you ought to allude to
me as a Jesuit." Like Stephen in Portrait, Joyce followed a similar cycle of religious devotion, followed by a decline in
religious faith, and a growth of faith in art.
As a student at University College, Dublin, Joyce studied languages and began to acquire a literary reputation when, as an
early proponent of Henrik Ibsen [36], he published a review of the Norwegian playwright's work in an English magazine.
In 1902, Joyce departed Ireland intent on becoming a doctor, but with the rather exotic notion of studying medicine in
Paris. He returned after a few months because of the death of his mother and remained in Dublin until 1904. Joyce taught
for a short time, began an autobiographical novel, Stephen Hero, and wrote short stories for an Irish farmers' magazine.
His first date with a Galway-born chambermaid, Nora Barnacle, on June 16, 1904, would be forever memorialized as
"Bloomsday," the day that encompasses the action of Ulysses. The couple left Dublin together in October 1904 to begin a
life together in exile from their homeland, about which Joyce never stopped writing. They lived in Trieste, Rome, Paris,
and Zurich, supported by Joyce's occasional language teaching, infrequent earnings from his writings, and support from a
variety of patrons. The couple raised two children and were finally married in 1931.
Joyce began his writing career with lyrical poetry. He also collected what he called silhouettes: brief prose sketches of
scenes, conversations, and incidents of observed Dublin life. From these Joyce developed his literary technique of the
epiphany, the sudden "revelation of the whatness of a thing" in which the "soul of the commonest object … seems to be
radiant."
Transformation, therefore, is the key function of the epiphany, and for Joyce the artist is "a priest of eternal imagination,
transmuting the daily bread of experience into the radiant body of everliving life." The technique of the epiphany, the
foundation of Joyce's art, shows him working out the central problem for the novelist in the 20th century, expressed in the
choice between realism and symbolism. On the one hand, the novel was opening up new territory of reality rarely
examined in fiction before; on the other, writers were searching for a way of penetrating reality to express its essential
truths in symbolic patterns. Joyce is at the center of these tendencies. No realist has offered a more exhaustive and
unsparing depiction of the immediacies of commonplace life; no symbolist has spun a more subtle or complicated
network of meanings.
At their best, Joyce's stories and novels work simultaneously on both levels, culminating in the extraordinary
accomplishment of Ulysses, which attempts nothing less than a complete reconstruction of a day in the life of Dublin,
underlaid with a correspondence of myth and symbol borrowed from Homer [3]. Leopold Bloom is the modern Odysseus
and everyman, defined by his ordinariness, whose spiritual son is the romantic and self-absorbed Stephen Dedalus. The
novel arranges a conjunction of their experience into a grand and epic totality. Experience is fragmented and elusive,
captured in the flow of consciousness of Joyce's characters, in which sensory data form patterns of meaning shaped by the
invisible but controlling vision of the novelist.
Ulysses was published on Joyce's 40th birthday in 1922 to a storm of controversy that surrounded virtually all of his
published works. Banned in England and America as obscene for more than 10 years, the book asserted its influence in
smuggled copies printed in France. Joyce devoted the rest of his life to the production of his "night" book, Finnegans
Wake, a dream sequence of Earwicker's unconscious associations through the course of one night, as a complement to the
"day" book, Ulysses, the story of a typical Dublin day. With its dream logic, portmanteau words, and punning from
multiple languages, Finnegans Wake is even more experimental than the daring innovation of Joyce's previous work, and
to unlock its considerable riches in comedy and linguistic virtuosity, it requires far more labor than most readers are
willing to devote. To the end, through two world wars, the mental breakdown of his daughter, and his own failing
eyesight, as one of the greatest innovators in world literature, Joyce persisted in shaping a radical redefinition of fictional
form, technique, and language to capture modern experience.