{"id":161855,"date":"2022-10-04T11:25:19","date_gmt":"2022-10-04T15:25:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=161855"},"modified":"2022-10-04T12:16:46","modified_gmt":"2022-10-04T16:16:46","slug":"kerouac-desolation-journal","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2022\/10\/04\/kerouac-desolation-journal\/","title":{"rendered":"Desolation Journal"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_161881\" style=\"width: 1010px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-161881\" class=\"wp-image-161881 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/img-4214-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1000\" height=\"688\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/img-4214-1.jpg 1000w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/img-4214-1-300x206.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/img-4214-1-768x528.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-161881\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Jack Kerouac\u2019s notebook. Image courtesy of the Jack Kerouac Estate and Charles Shuttleworth.<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em>Read any biography of Jack Kerouac and here\u2019s essentially what you\u2019ll learn: that in the summer of 1956 he spent two months in a mountaintop shack as a fire<\/em> <i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">lookout for the US Forest Service in the North Cascades in Washington State, and nothing much happened. Mostly he was bored.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Jack\u2019s experience on Desolation Peak marked the climax of his involvement with Buddhism and of a decade of restless travel; it\u2019s the high point of his journeying and spiritual seeking. A voracious reader, he nevertheless chose to go up the mountain without any books, only his personally typed copy of the Diamond Sutra, which he planned to read every day and transcribe yet again, this time in language more accessible to American readers, in order to achieve the enlightenment that he was certain would result. The extent of his solitude, thus, was acute. There were no radio stations from the outside world to tune into. No electricity. No running water. And most radically for Jack, two months without alcohol. It was his last, best chance to change the trajectory of his life, to avoid the alcoholic downfall that accelerated a year later with the instant celebrity from <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">On the Road<em>\u2019s<\/em><\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> publication and that would ultimately kill him at age forty-seven.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The following excerpts six pages from the one-hundred-and-eighty-page diary Kerouac kept during that time.\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><b>\u2014Charles Shutterworth<\/b><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><b>Page 2<\/b><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I will now write supreme book that will astound both Cowley &amp; Giroux, a <\/span><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">respected<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> work now, like Town &amp; City, to save &amp; to exfoliate America &amp; religious light &amp; generation\u2014If I find shack in Cascades I\u2019ll stay there winter,\u2014Big German police dog trots around my crate yard\u2014Everything, 20,000 of it, is belonging to me because I am awake (\u201cbecause I have my <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">fish tail\u201d says Claude)\u2014Peter hanging out sleeping bags now in McCorkle\u2019s shack\u2014\u201cIt Happened In Mill Valley.\u201d my <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">enlightenment happiness<\/span>\u2014<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Nuff prose\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The machine wheels<br \/>\nturn straps<br \/>\nTree leaves away<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><b>Page 10<\/b><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Flowers<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0 \u00a0 in the lunchroom<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0\u2014Wednesday June 20<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Napoleon in bronze\u2014<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0the burning Blakean<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0Mountains<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Chow dog, Chinese<br \/>\nwoman\u2014<br \/>\nChina cock crows<\/p>\n<p>Velvet horses<br \/>\nin the valley Auction<br \/>\n\u2014Woman sings<\/p>\n<p>Talk of eaters<br \/>\nlow at table<br \/>\n\u2014Clink, clack<\/p>\n<p>Straw in paper<br \/>\nglasswater shivers<br \/>\n\u2014Spoon in glass<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0(Haiku longstyle)<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>Page 11<\/b><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">SEATTLE NEXT MORN<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">My Diamond Sutra said that there\u2019s nothing but snowy white mystery\u2014read it in a hush silence 15 ft ceilinged skidrow room smoking a butt at 8:30 AM, felt that old Diamond Feeling<\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Poor tortured teeth<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0under<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The blue sky<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">(Haiku thought on road with ride I got from J[unction]City, to clear to Portland, little blond Jack Fitzgerald painter with splattered shoes &amp; 4 cans of cold pint beer, we drank em &amp; had another in a tavern with sweet sincere bartender)\u2014In Portland we wailed on vast eternity bridge as draw went up to allow crane barge thru, big Montrealish smoky river city<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>Page 13<\/b><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">curvy woods roads to Naval Base Bremerton to 50\u00a2 Seattle Ferry where I paid Okie Slim\u2019s fare (65\u00a2) then went on top deck in cold drizzle for one hour sailing to Port of Seattle &amp; I found a half pint of vodka on deck concealed under a Time Magazine &amp; drank some in cold wind as we came on thru Puget Sound, wild, lyrical,\u2014Mt. Olympus &amp; Mt. Baker I guess to be seen &amp; I think even Mt. Hozomeen on all horizons, wild, an orange sash in the gloom only over the Hokkaido Siberian<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>Page 19<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">forest &amp; no one was there to hear it wd it make any sound?\u201d\u2014And on &amp; on, wild Buddha nature talk on all sides\u2014I took dusk pace in old road in back, praying\u2014Gotta put in 11 days of bunkhouse living till I get to my sweet hermitage\u2014Too hot at lights out I went out &amp; slept on grass awhile, finisht vodka, had a samadhi (drunken samadhi) of the tree who presented me his glittering diamond aspect full of forms &amp; shot thru with regnant Tathagatas, one form an Assyrian king clown, perfect\u2014diamond silence of Washington State\u2014hold me on, Lord\u2014decided on a month of solitude at any Matterhorn camp this October\u2014then sweet solitariness in Mexico hut<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>Page 23<\/b><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The tranquil and everlasting essence, whether traveling as water, or sitting as peaks, or setting as snow, or hillhairing as trees, or dancing as sunlight thru the leaves, or passing as trucks, or digesting dinners, or being digested, or as shoes, or as imaginary blossoms in empty space, or as empty space, or as wind, or as marching clouds, or as ululating mysterious visionstuff, is still (with or without words) the tranquil &amp; everlasting essence\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Or as moss, or as bark, or as twigs, or as mud,<br \/>\nor as bird, or as noise,<br \/>\nor as whatness,<br \/>\nor as the smile of pitying milk\u2014or as a dream<br \/>\n\u2014it holds together\u2014<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_161883\" style=\"width: 778px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-161883\" class=\"wp-image-161883 size-large\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/img-4213-768x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"768\" height=\"1024\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/img-4213-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/img-4213-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/img-4213-1152x1536.jpg 1152w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/img-4213-1536x2048.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/img-4213-scaled.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-161883\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Image courtesy of the Jack Kerouac Estate and Charles Shuttleworth.<\/p><\/div>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Jack Kerouac (1922\u20131969) was born the youngest of three children in a Franco-American family in Lowell, Massachusetts. He attended local Catholic and public schools and won a scholarship to Columbia University in New York City, where he first met Neal Cassady, Allen Ginsberg, and William S. Burroughs. His first novel, <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The Town and the City<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">, appeared in 1950, and <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">On the Road<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">, made him one of the most best-known writers of his time.\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Charles Shuttleworth has been studying the work of Jack Kerouac since the late eighties. He currently teaches Kerouac and the Beats at the Harker School in San Jose.\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><em>This is an excerpt from<\/em> Desolation Peak: Collected Writings by Jack Kerouac<em>, with an introduction and notes by Charles Shuttleworth, which will be published by Rare Bird in November 2022.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cforest &#038; no one was there to hear it wd it make any sound?\u2019\u2014And on &#038; on, wild Buddha nature talk on all sides.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2288,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[68416],"tags":[14298,1785,68545,3357,5127],"class_list":["post-161855","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-diaries","tag-alcoholism","tag-buddhism","tag-desolation-peak","tag-diary","tag-jack-kerouac"],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"<!-- This 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