Rob looked at the comments
You’ll soon change you mind."
Rob was always up for a challenge he opened everand typing Jack KEROUAC
he listened to the introduction about Jack Kerouac he heard things like a return to the spontaneous sketchings of the past five years. He vowed to return writing in the present tense and other excerpts. Other things too confusion and poetry buhda and philosophy. Worries no call from place of healing. Priestess on phone. Call not . Why not.
Good to see that you're up for a challenge.
ReplyDeleteNext Try 'Ulysses' by James Joyce or, if you are really adventurous (you must be brave living in Moera) read Joyce's 'Finnegan's Wake'.
Here's an excerpt:
" ... riverrun, past Eve and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs. Sir Tristram, violer d’amores, fr’over the short sea, had passencore rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy isthmus of Europe Minor to wielderfight his penisolate war: nor had topsawyer’s rocks by the stream Oconee exaggerated themselse to Laurens County’s gorgios while they went doublin their mumper all the time: nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe totauftauf thuartpeatrick: not yet, though venissoon after, had a kidscad buttended a bland old isaac: not yet, though all’s fair in vanessy, were sosie sesthers wroth with twone nathandjoe. Rot a peck of pa’s malt had Jhem or Shen brewed by arclight and rory end to the regginbrow was to be seen ringsome on the aquaface. The fall (bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonnerronntuonnthunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoord-enenthurnuk!) of a once wallstrait oldparr is retaled early in bed and later on life down through all christian minstrelsy..."
Mind you, it reads like your posts anyway.
TC
It worked. I'm cured.
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