Cynthia Harrison

Novelist

Tag: jack kerouac

  • Girl On Verge

    Life sort of sucks when you feel like you don’t belong anywhere. Like your parents don’t care. Like all the people you used to think were your friends suddenly aren’t. Like your boyfriend, if you can call him that, only wants you around at bedtime or in the backseat of the car. Like your life is…

  • On the (research) road

    When is it time to stop researching and to start writing again? For me, it’s a question I try to be mindful of while madly clicking away and taking notes and cutting and pasting and making lists. The point came for me today when I realized I was way too deep into Jack Kerouac for…