Excerpt from Gregory Corso’s America Politica Historia, in Spontaneity
Jack Kerouac sleeping (photograph by Robert Frank, 1958)
“You don’t realize what a strain it is on the nerves to write or think-of-writing all day long, and to sleep full of nervous dreams, and to wake up not knowing who one is: - this all stems from anxiety about finishing the book, about time ‘growing short’ , etc., and the perpetual strain of invention.”
- Kerouac in his notebook (February 6, 1948)
Spk with Burroughs
Kerouac and kitty postcard.