Having spent a residency at the Jack Kerouac House in Orlando, Florida in 2015, writer and artist Ciara Shuttleworth came to appreciate Kerouac enough that when she was on her way home from Orlando to the scablands of Washington state, she decided to take a Jack Kerouac cut out, "Flat Jack" with her as she took her own road trip West.
Patti Smith and Marianne Faithfull Take in "The Beat Generation" at Centre Pompidou: Hipsters on the Continent
A version of this post also appears on Gossip Central. Sadly, few of the original beats are left. The week before in New
Everyone expected the auction of this letter to exceed its estimated $400,000 to $600,000, just as the On the Road scroll
Record collectors, vinyl geeks (myself included), hipster history devotees, and barstool musicologists, among additional permutations thereof, owe hosannas aplenty to the ongoing life labors of Pat Thomas.
Billed as "Back to Where it All Began," David Amram's program for last week's engagement at The Theater for the New City, was a continuation of his 85th birthday celebration.
The famously reclusive and curmudgeonly photographer/filmmaker Robert Frank smiles throughout the documentary Don't Blink
Genius breeds copycats, along with armies of critics armed to the teeth with words intended to slay literary reputations. Professor Amy Newman has ventured into enemy territory, slain the giant, and at the same time paid tribute to his greatness.
By 1996, upon the publication of the gargantuan novel Infinite Jest, its author David Foster Wallace was the envy of writers. Touted in exalted ways, praised as brilliant, his work produced an "anxiety of influence" for the literary.
Ever since I got into travel writing, I've been told to read the works of Joseph Conrad, Jack Kerouac, Edward Abbey, Bruce Chatwin, Paul Theroux, William Dalrymple, Bill Bryson, and other white men. While I learned a lot from their stories, I was also repeatedly left with questions about misogyny and racial insensitivity.
So, in the name of research, and science, and low blood sugar sufferers everywhere, I will be diving headfirst down the rabbit
You could drive Route 66 from coast to coast to get a feel for the poetry of America. Or you could pick up copies of Fericano and Wallace, and read these poems out loud.