#beat literature

[negativegrl]

he's lived so many lives...

[elysianmuses]

“It’s complicated.”

“Perfect. I love complicated.”

- Kill Your Darlings, 2013

[bitter69uk]

“Herbert Huncke was the Jean Genet of the Beat Generation. A homosexual poet-thief, he was once as familiar with Times Square dives and New York prisons as he was later to become with fashionable salons and literary landmarks.”

/ From The Independent’s obituary for Herbert Huncke by James Campbell, 1996 /

“His lifestyle was his art: the drugs, the prostitution, the homelessness, the years spent in jail - it all bled onto the page and created a new kind of poetry. He was the American Genet: a man with one foot firmly in the criminal underworld and one in literature.”

/ From “The man who set the Beats going” by Tony O’Neill, The Guardian, 2007 /

“I never met Huncke. Yet he speaks to me in a voice of gentle desperation and compassionate understanding on the complexity and fragility of the human condition, generously revealing the stamina of his tortured soul …”

/ From the book So Real It Hurts (2015) by Lydia Lunch /

Unlike Lydia Lunch, I did meet literary bad boy and proto-beatnik Herbert Huncke (9 January 1915 - 8 August 1996 – born on this day 109 years ago). Or at least I had a fleeting encounter with him. Like so many twenty-somethings, I went through a Beat literature phase. Huncke (who was on intimate terms with and a primary influence on the likes of William S Burroughs, Allen Ginsberg and Jack Kerouac) gave several readings in London in the early nineties which I worshipfully attended. (I also managed to see Ginsberg). Huncke was a spellbinding raconteur with a worldly-wise WC Fields-style delivery, and so desiccated he suggested an unwrapped, upright ancient Egyptian mummy. After one reading, he autographed my copy of The Evening Sun Turned Crimson (1980). I can pinpoint exactly when because Huncke wrote the date [26 October 1994] above his signature in surprisingly pretty, swirling handwriting. Pictured: photo booth shot of Huncke, Times Square, circa 1940 via Ginsberg Collection.

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beat generation dash simulator

📝 windblownworld

I need to run away and live on a mountain fr

#jack.txt #my buddy gary @ dharmabum has a good gig lined up for me next summer. #feels like forever away #fuck my life

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📚 starvinghystericalnaked

okay, you know what, fuck you. fuck. you. there's nothing "obscene" about my poem. in fact the bible is more "obscene" than this. maybe if you had the guts to read it you'd understand that YOU are the problem. WE are the movement WE are the people WE are the answer.

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Allen, I completely agree with you. Customs officials are a load of cock-sucking bastards. Next time you are in town, come over. I just got back from Mexico if you know what I mean.

🔁 📚 starvinghystericalnaked

say less 👀🍃

#like for real say less LMFAO if the feds are on tumblr we are so fucked

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🚗 coloradocarjacker-deactivated04011948

"Well it's about time you wrote, I was fearing you farted out on top that mean mountain or slid under while pissing in Pismo, beach of flowers, food and foolishness, but I knew rhe fear was ill-founded for balancing it in my thoughts of you, much stronger and valid if you weren't dead, was a realization of the experiences you would be having sown there, rail, home, and the most important, climate, by a remembrance of...

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🔁📝 windblown world

needed this right now. missing you, brother.

#does anyone know if neal remade or is he just gone? #did he say anything to anyone? he told me he was just remaking

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🎶 bopaholicedie Follow

happy 1 year anniversary of the official annulment of my marriage

#if you're reading this jack go to hell. I wish you'd rotted to death in jail with that m*rderer #after all these years and not even a fucking thank you

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📝 windblownworld

logging off indefinitely. my editor needs a draft of my book by the new year and I already blew my advance so there's no way I can ask for an extension. if you see me online tell me to fuck off

#mutuals can still send letters

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❤️‍🔥 lucienspress

feeling blessed for all of my good friends today. real ones know — rip d.k. '44 — keep the hustlers and parasites at arms length, we'll get through this!

#this one goes out to you jack! 🙌 hit me up sometime

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what's up motherfuckers! remade from @coloradocarjacker

🔁 📝 windblownworld

neal? holy shit. is that you? are you busy tonight?

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kerouac my boy my lad my good man for you I am never busy I have to just drop carolyn off at the motel and procure a fine feast dinner for her and the kids and then maybe an hour two just setting around making sure she's and they're alright and then if you pick me up at 10 no I better say 10:45 not a minute later than ten forty five pm jack I will be fired up and ready to go out with you

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📝 windblownworld

SAL AND DEAN ON THE PROWL TONIGHT JUST LIKE THE OLD DAYS!!! if you want to party with the OGs first rounds on me.

#NYC beat scene #jack.txt

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❤️‍🔥 lucienspress

"Make 'em laugh, make 'em cry, make 'em horny."

#quotes #beatnik #beat literature #deep #counterculture #new york city #on the road core #kerouaquette #writer #writing advice

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[boookends]

i knew kerouac was a pisces just by his writing

[apschaut]

Bricks - a new dime store paperback. Link in bio 😉

#theseamericans #indieauthor #indiepublisher #pulpfiction #noir #pulpfiction #booktok #bookstagram

[johnpauljaramillo]

reading books together: a podcast with deborah brothers and john paul jaramillo episode 10

For Febuary’s podcast, no, wait, March’s podcast, John Paul discusses On the Road by Jack Kerouac and Deborah discusses On the Road The Original Scroll by Jack Kerouac. They both discuss Toad from Wind in the Willows and he importance of long and rambling novels. They also have some fun reading one-star reviews from Goodreads. –Deborah Brothers holds a Ph.D. in English Studies and reviews books…

[menschen-wie-ich]

Long Thought

Truth be told, I was never much one for understanding the way literature is supposed to be written. (Of course, one can argue that there is no one way or another, much like art or music.) That being said, there's always a rhythm to the way books are written. Beat authors of the 50s and 60s have this rhythm that makes you feel like you could perform it aloud as part of slam poetry. Longer novels by writers like Donna Tartt have this sort of rambling to them. Long blocks of text that you can't break from as they continue on and on like a businessman on coke in front of a bored meeting. (Please tell me you get the pun. Also, I happen to love the rambling style.)

I did read something recently though that flipped on its head everything I was used to regarding how writing works. Cola-Hinterland by Jürgen Ploog was published in 1969 and is by all account the worst thing I have ever read in my entire life. But. It challenged me. It changed the way I was used to reading. There's never once a thought experienced from beginning to end, and especially none that make sense. No periods, no commas. Nothing except the ramblings of some guy who probably did LSD, looked at some porn, and decided to cut phrases out of a newspaper to write a book. Wild how that impacted me even though I only read maybe 20 pages of it. Thanks to that professor for assigning that for reading. It's an experience I won't soon forget.

[surfinusa]

William Burroughs pulling a knife on Jack Kerouac, 1950s

Photo credit to Allen Ginsberg

[lithium-poet]

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath // Lana Del Rey, hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but i have it

𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶

[crystaletters]

"Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly".

— Franz Kafka

[moonfulthoughts]

20.01.23 - more studying

I love the look of a candle when you light it for the first time, with the flat surface and everything! Anyway, today i'm hopefully finishing my summary of the course book. And maybe writing some more in my (non-existent) novel :)

[cherylblossom]

“Jughead and I spent the entire night together... talking.”

[jojo-the-bird]

I can’t bear to stand in a burning building and act like I’m enjoying the smell of burning wood as it consumes my lungs. I cannot, will not, love the crumbling walls around me and call it home.

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-Mary Norbert Körte

[ivynightshade]

aamer, excerpt from the heart beats for two, 9. gravel on the earthy sky.

[text id: And it was safe to think that if Jay wasn’t bleeding to death, he would have tried his absolute best to be friends with the knife jabbed in his back. How we become a vessel of need was beyond me.]