Six Thoughts on Big Sur, by Jack Kerouac, Sixty-Six Pages In
Welcome to Where Quibblers Dare, #3!
Jack Kerouac is an old friend. No, I never knew the guy personally, though I had a few drinks a few times at his old haunt, the Vesuvio, in North Beach, San Francisco. Even saw Lawrence Ferlinghetti walk by outside. Yup. Millennials as writers are that removed from the Glory Days to where we have to conte…