Local literary stories

Jim Thompson, Jack Kerouac, Alexander Theroux, Janet Flanner, Max Miller, Amy Gerstler, Ken Kuhlken, Tom Larson, Nathanael West, Emily Dickinson

I received the alarming telephone call early one morning in Coronado, where I was living at the time and writing some articles for the San Diego Reader, that the New York Times was ready to release the story the very next day.
  • I received the alarming telephone call early one morning in Coronado, where I was living at the time and writing some articles for the San Diego Reader, that the New York Times was ready to release the story the very next day.

God’s Country Remembered

My wife and I are driving up El Cajon Boulevard. It hasn’t changed much, not really. Businesses come and go (there wasn’t anything remotely like the Hung Vuong Pho restaurant back then), but the character of the old street is unchanged. Around 70th Street I see three teenage boys sitting on a curb, laughing and gesturing. “That’s me and my buddies,” I say. They give us the finger, and I laugh. “That’s us, 40 years ago.”

By Rick Demarinis, Nov. 3, 1994 | Read full article

Solar Aircraft Company during World War II. "An average of only one out of 25 applicants is given a job, and fully a fourth of those are discharged during or at the end of the 30-day probationary period."

Solar Aircraft Company during World War II. "An average of only one out of 25 applicants is given a job, and fully a fourth of those are discharged during or at the end of the 30-day probationary period."

Metaphysical Okie

Lionel Van Deerlin worked with Thompson at the San Diego Journal. Van Deerlin remembers him as “a large man, with the characteristic stoop large men often have. A proper fellow, meticulous dresser. Never sloppy. He often wore tweeds. His voice was a degree or two below normal. He spoke in parsed sentences and wasn’t a trigger-ready humorist, but he had a droll wit and could see irony everywhere. He was a pleasant person to be around.”

By Ken Kuhlken, March 30, 1995 | Read full article

Jan Kerouac. Jack insisted Joan get an abortion. Joan refused. She went back to Albany to her mother. February 16, 1952, Janet Michelle, who would be called “Jan,” was born. Jack was in California with Neal and Carolyn Cassady.

Jan Kerouac. Jack insisted Joan get an abortion. Joan refused. She went back to Albany to her mother. February 16, 1952, Janet Michelle, who would be called “Jan,” was born. Jack was in California with Neal and Carolyn Cassady.

Jack’s Heirs Slug It Out

“What Jan Kerouac did and didn’t get in royalties is not what we’re talking about. We’re talking about whether a will is forged. I’ve never asked her how much she makes. I don’t care. But I do care if there’s a forged will which shouldn’t have been probated and that this family should not have gotten the property if this will is a forgery. If Gabrielle wanted Stella to get everything, then Stella gets everything.”

By Judith Moore, May 18, 1995 | Read full article

Jack Kerouac. Jack agreed to take a blood test to prove or disprove his paternity.

Jack Kerouac. Jack agreed to take a blood test to prove or disprove his paternity.

Anybody Who Saw Jan Kerouac Knew She Was Jack's Daughter

“In Santa Fe, the place she started hooking was a bar right across the street from the state capitol. So her first clients were politicians. In this interview she tells me how she worked her way out of being a prostitute. At the very end, I asked, 'Why did you quit? You were nuking 300 bucks a day.’ She said, ‘I was afraid I’d ruin myself for a future romantic love.’”

By Judith Moore, June 26, 1997 | Read full article

Plagiarism in Primary Colors

“You’re right about Rebecca Sinkler having it in for you. There’s usually very little communication between the Times Book Review and the Times news department, so when Sinkler received Kiss’s letter, it was highly unusual for her to pass it along to them, instead of merely publishing it in the Book Review's letters section (or just ignoring it — my informant says the Times Book Review gets letters like that all the time, most of which are ignored).”

By Alexander Theroux, June 1, 1995 | Read full article

“Schuyler’s the most heartbreaking poet in the world. You’d have to have a heart of stone not to be deeply moved and deeply worried by his poetry.”

“Schuyler’s the most heartbreaking poet in the world. You’d have to have a heart of stone not to be deeply moved and deeply worried by his poetry.”

Boxes Full of Heartbreak

“He believed he was Christ. He would hold out his hands in crucifixion position and fall forward to the ground. He would say, five years after Frank O’Hara was dead, ‘Oh, I hear Frank O’Hara has been around.’ He would wash his money in the middle of the night. Or he’d say, ‘Money is shit.’ And Ron and Pat Padgett, who were there with him, would say, ‘You’re absolutely right.’”

By Judith Moore, Oct. 2, 1997 | Read full article

Gerstler's father "changed careers and went back to school and started teaching and then became a counselor and vice principal. Most of the time I was growing up he was the principal of various high schools — Santana, Valhalla."

Gerstler's father "changed careers and went back to school and started teaching and then became a counselor and vice principal. Most of the time I was growing up he was the principal of various high schools — Santana, Valhalla."

The Voice of Your Thoughts Woke Me Like a Rooster Announcing the End of the World

“I think I read Sylvia Plath late in high school. When I started buying books, I led a sheltered life and didn’t see much writing by people who were still alive until I was in college. There was one bookstore in San Diego which I don’t think is there anymore that was, if I recall correctly, a combination bookstore and avant-garde movie house. It was called, I seem to remember, the Unicorn.”

By Amy Gerstler, Nov. 13, 1997 | Read full article

"Janet Flanner and my mother dominated whatever room they were in. You wanted to be around them, because they were brilliant, funny talkers, and because they just exuded an aura of glamour and intellectual curiosity."

"Janet Flanner and my mother dominated whatever room they were in. You wanted to be around them, because they were brilliant, funny talkers, and because they just exuded an aura of glamour and intellectual curiosity."

Janet, My Mother, and Me

“We went out to Belmont, and Harry couldn’t stop picking winners. We went to the 21 Club for dinner, and we scalped tickets for a Broadway musical in the fourth row center, Oklahoma! I rolled into my father’s apartment that night at about two o’clock. He was propped up in bed reading Thucydides’ Peloponnesian War; he said, ‘Well, how’d you do?’ And I said, ‘Well, Harry won 14 g’s, and I won about $400.’”

By Matthew Lickona, Feb. 10, 2000 | Read full article

Max Miller, 1930s. Almost immediately after publication, Miller had become a cult figure on college campuses.

Max Miller, 1930s. Almost immediately after publication, Miller had become a cult figure on college campuses.

Who was Max Miller?

The book, On the Waterfront, is, indeed, a work of genius. Only Max Miller could have written so penetratingly and concisely of the demise of the henpecked Johnny Lafferty. Or of the gangly, publicity-loving Charles Lindbergh, before he gained world celebrity. Or of the hermit on the rattlesnake-infested Mexican island who, on rare trips to the mainland, headed straight for Mrs. Morgan’s Boarding House for Girls, which really wasn’t a boarding house.

By Don Bauder, Feb. 19, 2004 | Read full article

The Man Who Lived in the Town with the Funny Name

The reader will meet characters who are presented by their author as La Jolla regulars. There’s Perky the fisherman and the brightly clothed Mrs. Billings and the dubious Willie-the-Arranger. These La Jolla regulars fish and swim and act up at cookouts and cocktail parties. Mrs. Billings well may remind you of the zany ladies seen in the New Yorker’s cartoons about the same time that the magazine described Max Miller’s La Jolla book as “charming writing.”

By Judith Moore, June 27, 2002 | Read full article

“Miller did most of his writing in his home overlooking the sea at 5930 Camino de la Costa, La Jolla. His body was found in his room there early yesterday by his wife.”

“Miller did most of his writing in his home overlooking the sea at 5930 Camino de la Costa, La Jolla. His body was found in his room there early yesterday by his wife.”

Raymond Chandler’s Favorite Sourpuss

“What Scripps Institute needs is not so many test tubes as a whangdoodle of a football team … then when people elsewhere ask us where we live, they would know, from having read the sporting pages, how the name of our town is spelled and that there really is such a town.” He offers a similar proposal for the La Jolla Caves where, in 1947, “cormorants by the hundreds roost on the side of the cliff.”

By Jeff Smith, May 30, 2002 | Read full article

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