Archive for the ‘Jack Kerouac’ Category

We lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies

Sunday, April 18th, 2010
Mississippi

We wheeled through the sultry old light of Algiers, back on the ferry, back toward the mud-splashed, crabbed old ships across the river, back on Canal, and out; on a two-lane highway to Baton Rouge in purple darkness…

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I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion

Friday, March 12th, 2010
On the Road

Everything was being mixed up, and all was falling. I knew my affair with Lucille wouldn’t last much longer. She wanted me to be her way. She was married to a longshoreman who treated her badly. I was willing to marry her and take her baby daughter and…

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I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future

Thursday, October 1st, 2009
sunset road

I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn’t know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn’t scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of…

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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved

Saturday, September 5th, 2009

They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the […]

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