...A novel must therefore not be a narration, a report. Life does not say to you: In 1914 my next door neighbour, Mr. Slack, erected a greenhouse and painted it with Cox's green aluminium paint. ... If you think about the matter you will remember, in various unordered pictures,...

...must therefore not be a narration, a report. Life does not say to you: In 1914 my next door neighhor, Mr. Slack, erected a greenhouse and painted it with Cox's green aluminum paint ... If you think ahout the matter you will remember, in various and unordered pictures, how one day Mr. Slack appeared...

...work backwards and forwards over his past. Life does not say to you: in 1914 my next door neighbor, Mr. Slack, erected a greenhouse and painted it with...Slack appeared in his garden and contemplated the wall to his house.56 In Ulysses Joyce created a dramatic interruption in the forward movement of narrative...