Tag: On the Road
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Two Starting Points- Steinbeck and Kerouac
I discovered I did not know my own country. I, an American writer, writing about America, was working from memory, and the memory is at best a faulty, warpy reservoir. I had not heard the speech of America, smelled the grass and trees and sewage, seen its hills and water, its color and quality of […]
Casey Hobbs 