-Kerouac thesis, his own language with no “end” in mind.
Words were his travel…
-PhD writings, scout programs… Davis… Santa Cruz… Berkeley….. On act a day… On check mark a day… Something done, everyday.
-Poetics, a prime parcel of his communication.
-His intended audience, himself. Unintended: everyone! His language, universal, and what modern readers regard as confusing is actually JK rejoicing in finding his own language. This is where he feels alive, this is where he is truly himself, establishing and acting in the truest of Personhoods.
-One page a day, for PhD paper/writing sample for app.
There is no going back, now.
This will be done.
This will be my only pursuit.