Monday, June 08, 2009

So, this weekend started off real good, but then disaster struck. I spent a good portion of my weekend in the hospital. In anticipation for the hours in the waiting room I took my Collected Jack London. Another personal hero. Long before Jack Kerouac went "On the Road" and before Woody Guthrie saw "Pastures a Plenty" Jack London was hoboing around this great country of ours and writing about his adventures. He was the first writer to make a million bucks and he was the original tramp. He committed suicide the year before the great war via morphine overdose. I would suggest "How to Start A Fire" or "Martin Eden". Both are really great reads. Hope your day is good.
A. Barker

1 comment:

D.M. McGowan said...

I was brought to you by the title of your blog. My last novel, 'Partners' ends in Barkerville, but this one is in British Columbia. At the time of the story it was still a colony.
Yes, Jack London was good. It's too bad he didn't get to enjoy some of his fame.