You may have found yourself in a position something like this before. You have a book that you will be quizzed over in your next college literature class, only your chums convinced you to hit the big party at the fraternity the night before. Or maybe you just fell asleep reading it.
Next morning, mind fuzzy and hungover, you thumb through James Joyce's Ulysses in an hour, over Fruit Loops and strong coffee. The book reads like an elaborate joke written for hungover college students.
Still, maybe you remember a detail or two and get a couple points you wouldn't have received on the quiz otherwise. You gained something. Not much.
I'll confess to having just an hour to prepare to teach The Old Man and the Sea by Hemingway, which I had somehow not yet read, to a chipper group of 60 college students. Luckily, it's short.
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