I am getting rid of a slew of cult American novels and beat books: One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, Dice Man, Last Exit to Brooklyn, and A Boys Own Story by Edmund White. I am also disaccumulating The S.E. Hinton anthology which collects That Was Then This Is Now, Rumble Fish and The Outsiders.
Ragtime by E.L. Doctorow I never got around to, it could be great (no idea). No time now.
Bukowski’s post office has to go – I hate Bukowski – it reminds me of how young and naive I once was. I’m also getting rid of some real stinker Kerouac attempts, such as Pic, Visions of Cody, Satori In Paris, Lonesome Traveller and The Subterraneans – which has a nice cover at least. I’m also getting rid of the Penguin Ann Charters-edited Selected Letters and ‘Jack’s Book’, an oral anthology of Kerouac, also Penguin, who cares?
Similarly, Junky, Ticket That Exploded and Naked Lunch are leaving, I hate Burroughs’ early work, unnecessary, nihilistic. I hate my own youthful and naive interest in it even more. Some related objects are going, a Jack London biography by Alex Kershaw, plus White Fang and Call of the Wild. I’m keeping the east end slum work. Juan The Landless by Juan Goytisolo I consider part of the beat lineage, but I’m keeping his earlier book Count Julian, which is wonderful.
Also going is a bunch of French post WW2 eurofiction, existentialo-stuff, starting with Cendrars’ Confessions of Dan Yack. I’m keeping Dan Yack itself, got rid of some of the others, I love Cendrars’ Profound Today text, it’s a great piece of modernism.
A slew of Camus is going: Happy Death, Exile and Kingdom, The First Man. Sarte’s Age of Reason is also leaving, although I’m keeping Nausea, then there’s a Marquis de Sade anthology with an intro by de Beauvoir, and a book on de Beauvoir called de Beauvoir Today, by Alice Schwarzer. Anais Nin’s Spy In The House of Love and Kafka’s Trial are also going, I just don’t have the time or space.