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Jack Kerouac was a cool cat, at least in his prose. I adore him above all the other Beat Generation icons. His words speak directly to the soul of who I am. On the Road, a classic yes, but give me The Dharma Bums or the Book of Sketches to...
I finally finished Jack Kerouac’s Book of Sketches. The story goes that in 1951, Jack’s friend Ed White encouraged him to do like painters do and make sketches in the street but with words instead of paint. And so Kerouac did. He began writing down prose poem “sketches” in the...
Sunday evening. That time when you have to start making the mental transition from weekend to work night. I’m sat here listening to Bob Marley and the Wailers’ Catch A Fire album and burning incense. I’m in the mood for some Henry Miller, but I end of reading Smile, You’re...
