Allen, baby, why so jaded?
Have the boys all grown up and their beauty faded?
    -- 10,000 Maniacs

Because I think that Allen Ginsberg would have been honored to have stories about pretty boys fucking written in his name.

Choose one of the Ginsberg quotes below and write a story from it. The story should be inspired by the quote and contain the quote in some way -- either as opening quote, closing quote, or somewhere in the story -- or just use the situation that the quote is describing.

Deadline for the stories is December 1. Stories should be slash, the more explicit the better, primarily involving NSYNC. Crossovers and AUs welcome. You are welcome to post before the deadline date, and if anyone needs hosting for their story, I can offer it. LJ-comment with the number of the quote you want and a link to your site or your LJ. First come, first served. Submit links to stories via email.

If you want a different line from the same poem, by all means. If you want a poem that isn't up here, email me and I'll add it.

1. Will we stroll dreaming of the lost America of love 
past blue automobiles in driveways, home to our silent 
cottage? 

A Supermarket in California

2. And maybe make an image
of my wandering, a little
image—shrine by the
roadside to signify
to traveler that I live
here in the wilderness
awake and at home. -- batgrrrl1975

A Desolation

3. I never suffered love so fair
as now I suffer and abide 
A Western Ballad

4. Businessmen are serious. Movie producers are serious.
Everybody's serious but me.
It occurs to me that I am America.
I am talking to myself again. -- Lily

America

5. I'm nearsighted and psychopathic anyway.
America I'm putting my queer shoulder to the wheel. -- raven_woodbane

America

6. --how inspired
to be so lying in the living
    room drunk naked
and dreaming, in the absence
     of electricity... -- Mira

An Asphodel

7. If we don't show anyone, we're free to write anything. -- CJ

Cosmopolitan Greetings

8. Cool black night thru redwoods
cars parked outside in shade
behind the gate, stars dim above
the ravine, a fire burning by the side
porch and a few tired souls hunched over
in black leather jackets. 

First Party At Ken Kesey's With Hell's Angels

9. Nope, too heavy for this lightness lifts the brain into blue sky
at May dawn when birds start singing on East 12th street 

5 AM

10. The world is holy! The soul is holy! The skin is holy!
The nose is holy! The tongue and cock and hand
and asshole holy! -- SarahQ

Footnote to Howl

11. who drove crosscountry seventytwo hours to find out
    if I had a vision or you had a vision or he had
    a vision to find out Eternity -- hederahelix

Howl

12. to recreate the syntax and measure of poor human
prose and stand before you speechless and intel-
ligent and shaking with shame, rejected yet con-
fessing out the soul to conform to the rhythm
of thought in his naked and endless head -- sarahsworld

Howl

13. looking for a bus to ride us back home to Eternity
where the heart was left and farewell tears
began. -- withdiamonds

In The Baggage Room At Greyhound

14. downtown Manhattan, clear winter noon, and I've been up all night, talking,
   talking, reading the Kaddish aloud, listening to Ray Charles blues
   shout blind on the phonograph 

Kaddish

15. please master can I can I kiss your ankles and soul -- Synecdochic

Please Master

16. I hear rumors of such fame.
Not for pride, but only shame,
Shadow changes into bone. 

Refrain

17. The weight of the world
     is love.
Under the burden
     of solitude,
under the burden
     of dissatisfaction

     the weight,
the weight we carry
     is love. -- Jksladder

Song

18. I went to my old boyfriend we got drunk with his girlfriend
I kissed him and announced I had a lion with a mad gleam in my eye 

The Lion For Real

19. I began to feel my misery in pallet on floor, listening
      to music, my misery, that's why I want to sing. 

Transcription of Organ Music

20. You'll come fast or come on slow just the same you'll never know
When the light appears, boy, when the light appears -- Icebun and Pablo

When The Light Appears

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