On The Road
On The Road
I've been reading Jack Kerouac's On the Road. I decided to pick it up because the last OLP recommended book I read was amazing (AOSM).
At first I wasn't impressed at all. I just kept finding grammatical errors, and I was finding it quite dull. Then I realized that this man actually did all of what he did. He's been across the continent numerous times with minimal funds. As I read along, I imagine what it would be like to go across the continent and just "dig" everything. What an amazing experience.
Although it's nowhere near as great as AOSM, it's a pretty good read.
Has anybody else read this book?
At first I wasn't impressed at all. I just kept finding grammatical errors, and I was finding it quite dull. Then I realized that this man actually did all of what he did. He's been across the continent numerous times with minimal funds. As I read along, I imagine what it would be like to go across the continent and just "dig" everything. What an amazing experience.
Although it's nowhere near as great as AOSM, it's a pretty good read.
Has anybody else read this book?
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I read it. In the beginning it seemed really interesting how he traveled everywhere, and was able to get over the mistakes. After a while, however, each story seemed to be the same and I got bored with it. Towards the end I had to force myself to finish reading it.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
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Let's pray traveling the country isn't as boring as this book....
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
I read it, good book. Kinda difficult to follow because characters re-appear all over the place and you forget you even left them there. It's a well told story though about that generation. I recommend it
I can't wait until the day schools are over-funded and the military is forced to hold bake sales to buy planes.
"It's a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself. Makes you wonder what else you can do that you've forgotten about"
"It's a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself. Makes you wonder what else you can do that you've forgotten about"
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the ending floored me.
the whole book kinda reminded me of Gatsby though. only backwards, easterner goes west, finds its not what its cracked up to be, goes back east to find himself. dean moriarty was kinda like gatsby, and paradise the equivalent of nick.
but what are your thoughts on the line "Pooh Bear is God?" I can't figure it out.
oh yeah, i attatched my photoshop portrait of dean moriarty...
the whole book kinda reminded me of Gatsby though. only backwards, easterner goes west, finds its not what its cracked up to be, goes back east to find himself. dean moriarty was kinda like gatsby, and paradise the equivalent of nick.
but what are your thoughts on the line "Pooh Bear is God?" I can't figure it out.
oh yeah, i attatched my photoshop portrait of dean moriarty...
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I loved the part where Sal told Dean about when he was a kid, riding in the car. How he used to imagine that he had a sythe that could cut through all the poles along the side of the road, and even through houses. I used to do the EXACT same thing. When Dean was so excited about their conversation that he was sweating, I was almost as excited, although I was able to maintain control of my bodily fluids.
I'm liking this book more and more.
I also like the part where Dean and Sal have that fight. Really showing emotion through the calmness of Sal and the crazyness of Dean.

I'm liking this book more and more.
I also like the part where Dean and Sal have that fight. Really showing emotion through the calmness of Sal and the crazyness of Dean.
Anonymous wrote:I loved the part where Sal told Dean about when he was a kid, riding in the car. How he used to imagine that he had a sythe that could cut through all the poles along the side of the road, and even through houses. I used to do the EXACT same thing. When Dean was so excited about their conversation that he was sweating, I was almost as excited, although I was able to maintain control of my bodily fluids.![]()
I'm liking this book more and more.
I also like the part where Dean and Sal have that fight. Really showing emotion through the calmness of Sal and the crazyness of Dean.
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That book friggin' rocked. I loved it. I couldn't argue for it t obe 'better' or 'worse' than AOSM; I just think it was 'different'. Yeah. That makes sense... 

"When looking up there, I just felt whole, like I belonged. Like one day I too would shine my most brilliant. Sitting there also made me think about sitting through services at my little country church back home. About that never-changing congregation of the same sixty-seven people and everyone has known you since before you were born. Now, out here in the real world, everything just seemed more vivid than when I used to sit in that little pew. That pew that was now so, so far away from where I was. I feared I had somehow left God behind there, too. I feared he was somehow just sitting there, saving my seat on the fifth pew from the front row, just waiting on me to come back. I left so quickly, I worried that he may not have noticed I was gone. And, now, I’m just too far away to find. So he’s just sitting there, patiently waiting on me to come back. I closed my eyes and prayed a moment. I hoped more than anything that he could still hear me." -an excerpt from my novella, A Sea of Fallen Leaves.
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