I thought this might interest Joyce fans, a bit of an overview.
James Joyce’s chance encounters.
By Louis Menand
Joyce left Ireland ... when he was twenty-two, but he never really left the manner of life he had known... “A man of small virtue, inclined to extravagance and alcoholism” is how Joyce described himself to Carl Jung.
www.newyorker.com/magazine/2012/07/02/silence-exile-punning