Jack..."Incidentally, as for my bug against periods, that was for the prose in October in the Railroad Earth, very experimental, intended to clack along all the way like a steam engine pulling a one-hundred-car freight with a talky caboose at the end, that was my way at the time and it still can be done… Continue reading Writing Thoughts by Jack Kerouac, 1
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For some reason, at this moment, I Don’t Give A Shit.
Some of this has been posted. But never with an attempted real edit. I Don't know what to do with this material anymore, no book waiting for it, so Here it is in its full. I was looking to apply for jobs that I could use my degree with, such as marketing or analyzing data, going back to the cube, did… Continue reading For some reason, at this moment, I Don’t Give A Shit.
Why Now? Why Again? Hollywood and I guess what is an obsession with Classic books and Struggling writers
I'm a writer, a workhorse, an artist human writer blob of mass, and I try to keep this blog somewhat abstract and classy, but well, I cant catch a break, am tired as shit and only looking to relax. So as I go sit and wait in the backyard and try to think of something cool so I… Continue reading Why Now? Why Again? Hollywood and I guess what is an obsession with Classic books and Struggling writers
So, what happens next?
Remainders of memories Waiting to see what happens in the darkness it starts to rain. Darkness, only darkness; raining reminds me that I’m still alive as the drops seek into my skin. Darkness rain and the windows howl hoo, as if scared lil feet on wood of a lost lil ol lion dog. Rain drops… Continue reading So, what happens next?
Meet the idiot savants within the Pages of The Adventures of a Dying Young Man.
Sorry, no coffee or cracker cheese folks, and never mind... Yeah, I was just going over and I’m almost at the end of the third complete draft of my novel called Adventures of a Dying Young Man, and well, I was thinking that I really want to introduce Henry to the public before I send… Continue reading Meet the idiot savants within the Pages of The Adventures of a Dying Young Man.
Adventures In American Writing 