A selection of books I have read in recent years include:
- Jack Kerouac
- Big Sur
- On the Road
- The Dharma Bums
- Hunter S. Thompson
- Hells Angels: A Strange and Terrible Saga
- Gonzo Papers, Vol. 1: The Great Shark Hunt: Strange Tales from a Strange Time (Did not finish)
- Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream
- Gonzo Papers, Vol. 3: Songs of the Doomed: More Notes on the Death of the American Dream
- Chuck Klosterman
- IV: A Decade of Curious People and Dangerous Ideas
I have loved everything I have ever read by Kerouac and thoroughly enjoyed most works by Thompson. I look forward to diving deeper into Kerouac’s catalog, but am writing today to say that I am done for awhile in the realm of gonzo journalism and beat era novels. They are of course different genres altogether, but have many similar traits. I believe to have worn out my interest in these styles (worn out meaning bored with, not undercutting what they are or their value by any stretch.)
I picked up what is considered that best American novel since the end of WWII, Gravity’s Rainbow by the great Thomas Pynchon. The near 800 page epic novel will be difficult to digest, with some 400 characters and complex themes, but I look forward to the challenge. I can say in reading the first few episodes I am already refreshed to be reading literature and not some form of journalism and/or play-by-play writings of beat encounters.
Plenty of reaction to follow…
One of the only photos of recluse, Pynchon (c. 1957)

The 1974 Pulitzer Prize winner for fiction, Gravity’s Rainbow








