The Last September by Elizabeth BowenĬhosen as much to represent Bowen rather than merely for the novel's own powers. Above all he taught every writer the importance of naturalistic dialogue with his fine tenor voice Joyce knew better than most that we read not with the eye but with the ear. Every literary style was mist to his grill, as he might have said, and his plotting, if such it can be called - two men who take all day to meet each other - paved the way for, among others, Samuel Beckett.
Joyce hammered a job on the novel so complete that he became a category unto himself. On another day in another room in another town my top 10 Irish novels might be different - but there are 'given' novels, the bibles of the country, without which no reader worthy of the nationality 'Irish' can proceed.
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