This essay offers a new kind of justification for the difficulties and the glories of Finnegans Wake. This justification rests on identifying and engaging with what I call monsters of nonsense and analogy that populate both the Wake and our lives. The monsters I am concerned with are those who manifest what cannot be manifest in any other way, the invisible becoming visible, the nonsensical taking up the guise of sense. These include, at a minimum, Sleep, Death, Loss, Time, Space, the Mind, the Night, and in a fundamental way, whoever and whatever we are. In the essay, I show how all of these are monstrous, and how we must read them if we are to justify our reading of Finnegans Wake, as well as of our own various and varied lives.
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