Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg: The Letters
What amazing timing! Since my trip to San Fran and reading On the Road, I have been obsessed with the beatniks, so imagine how stoked I was to see this new book being released next month.
Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg: The Letters is a collection of letters between the two men in the 40’s and 50’s. Beginning with letters written by Kerouac while he was in jail in 1944 on accessory to murder charges, the letters chronicle their relationship through the years.
I found this article on the new book on the New York Observer – it describes the book as tragic in and of itself:
Beneath each word collected here is the foreboding terror that even if these two writers could change American literature, it wouldn’t make a difference in their own lives. Kerouac would still get drunk. Ginsberg would still get high. Even at the height of their popularity, the correspondence feels like it’s racing toward a tragic conclusion.
These two men were so controversial, so unique, so talented. To me, their friendship was the one wholesome, clean thing in their lives filled with restlessness and uncertainty, always searching for something more, something meaningful.