Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy...
Submissive to everything, open, listening...
Something that you feel will find its own form.
--Jack Kerouac, from "Belief and Technique for Modern Prose"
June 20, 2009
“I remember being born. I remember being in the womb, I remember being inside. Coming out was great.”
I have loved this man since I was twelve, and I always will.