Finally found another blog I could recommend:
Proust has been temporarily abandonned on my nightstand, but I can tell you this:.
I re-read some of Kerouac in a Beat Generation anthology and I was a tad disappointed.
I have noticed that with few exceptions(books I read on vacation), since I've taken up Proust, nothing else has had any literary appeal. Two books assigned for a plotting class? Put down each before 50 pages. Poisonwood Bible? Not quite into it. So, this seems to be something between me and Proust right now, and I am his faithful lover.
Who would have thunk it?