expected to really like On The Road but found it really really dull. not at all in a snobby way - had heard so much praise including from people i know, and i was in a big Dylan phase at the time so interested in checking out some of the beat stuff - but nothing happens at all and the writing is so plain that i found it a massive slog. and the character we’re supposed to venerate just struck me as being a massively tiresome penis. just not for me, Clive, i guess.
also tried Factotum by Bukowski around that time, again expecting a real classic but it was just a guy going to different places and getting drunk a lot and being self-important without any real plot. just didn’t really understand it. thought about giving Post Office a try as it’s supposed to be better but a few years have passed and i’m not sure if it’s really worth bothering now.
i’ve got The Soft Machine by Burroughs on my shelf as i got it cheap somewhere a few years ago without really knowing anything about it beyond the name. might get round to it eventually as it’s not that long but as my pile of unread books piles up it’s moved further down the list as every time i glance at it it looks like hard work.