I have Jack’s On the Road Scroll queued up for a bus trip next week. I feel at home reading “Beat” literature and once a long time ago I spent a good chunk of my reading time exploring the Beats.
I don’t know where this is from originally, but it is Jack Kerouac’s guide to writing and it reads like a Beat poem. There’s some good stuff here (along with weird, stupid and crap, but that’s Jack).
Kerouac on technique: “3. Try never get drunk outside yr own house”