Word: kerouac
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Author MacInnes (a Jumble himself) appears to know and like his Spades, manages to write of them without condescension-and without condescension's obverse, the kind of Negro-worship shown by U.S. Beatnik Jack Kerouac. The book's slight plot sags a little, but the gaiety and moroseness of wild, roiled lives are well told, and the reader gets a Spadeful of irony as the dark minstrel Lord Alexander sings...
Lusty Beat-Generation Novelist Jack (On the Road) Kerouac, who writes as if the punctuation keys were filed from his typewriter, let readers of the avant-garde Evergreen Review in on how he does it. His methods for "spontaneous prose": "No periods separating sentence structures already arbitrarily riddled by false colons and timid usually needless commas-but the vigorous space dash separating rhetorical breathing (as jazz musicians drawing breath between outblown phrases). No pause to think of proper word but the infantile pileup of scatological buildup words till satisfaction is gained. If possible write 'without consciousness' in semi...
...Review ran in advance a big chunk of Beat Generation Novelist Jack Kerouac's On the Road, printed the first short stories of Playwright James (Blue Denim) Herlihy and Mac (No Time for Sergeants) Hyman. Their office was a back room in the office of a Paris publisher, who locked the front door after 6:30 p.m., forcing Review's editors and visiting writers to depart by dropping six feet from a side window into a stone courtyard below. Unlike its austerely printed rivals, Review early decided to print drawings and illustrate its stories, enlisted as art editor...
...Buddhism is growing more chic by the minute. Latest evidence: the summer issue of Chicago Review, which contains nine articles on the subject, a poem, and an excerpt from Zen-loving, "beat" Novelist Jack (On the Road) Kerouac's forthcoming The Dharma Bums. Begins Kerouac: "LET THERE BE BLOWING-OUT AND BLISS FOREVERMORE...
...there are lots of parodies. (Satire used to seek its own form.) There is a parody on Jack Kerouac--one of the few prose works written in the past two years worse than Kerouac's own. And an allegory for modern children. And a lamentation on income taxes in the form of a Wasteland lampoon (shattering and scattering the newly mended dissociation with a series of rhyming couplets...