Having spent countless hours reading and unknown time limits re-reading the so-called masterpiece Ulysses, I can now say I have finished the toughest novel I've ever had the displeasure to lay eyes on. Ignoring that the plot itself is painfully boring, the narrative styles are nearly impossible to follow.
If you haven't read the book then a tiny glimpse into the torture that is Ulysses is that the final chapter is eight paragraphs long over about 40 pages with absolutely no punctuation. You read that correctly. For 40-something pages you have to constantly decipher stream-of-consciousness narrative with no end and no beginning in between paragraphs. A "well" could be well or we'll, but you have to read the line through to figure out if it is necessary to go back and re-read it so that it makes some sort of logical sense.
Should you happen to attempt reading this novel, all I can say is good luck. You are going to need it. I suggest getting a copy of Cliff Notes to help you understand what the heck is going on.
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