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Originally Posted by Pulpmeister
A few years ago, at the age of sixty-plus, I got around to reading Jack Kerouac's "On the Road". Penguin edition, described as a novel. I'd heard about it most of my life.
To my disappointment, the legendary novel of the beat generation turned out to be a rather dull travel book, and so far as I could deduce after researching the book, non-fiction. I gathered that Kerouac didn't even change the names of the real people involved until the publishers leaned heavily on him to do so.
I haven't read anything else by Kerouac since.
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I think he's one of those authors that - if one discovers at the right age - becomes a fond remembrance of one's youth. Like Thomas Wolfe.