10 Lost Novels the World Found Again

This past week, Jack Kerouac’s first-ever novel, The Sea is My Brother, was finally published 40 years after his death. The novel, long thought to be lost by experts, was unearthed in Kerouac’s personal archive by his brother-in-law. We are constantly inspired by the way that our over-processed world still hangs on to its secrets, and even more by the way that bits of history can hide in plain sight, so to celebrate this newest development in the literary canon, we decided to take a look at Kerouac’s newest/oldest book and other lost novels that were eventually found again. Click through to see our list of lost and found novels, and if you’ve ever had a literary relative, get ready to go hunting in your attics for your own treasure chests.

The Sea is My Brother, Jack Kerouac

Kerouac’s recently published first novel, written when he was only 20, was based on his experiences as a merchant seaman, and contains correspondence between the author and his best friend of the time, Sebastian Sampas. “It was referred to briefly in letters, but nothing that led anyone to believe that there was this really large volume,” the book’s editor, Dawn Ward, told the BBC. This early work, she says, “is really quite important as it shows how Jack developed his writing process… [he] opens up and shows a side to him that we don’t normally see in his books.”

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thanks Vivian! extraordinary stuff.

Oh, that's just Tim being Tim. He has good reason to be all mad at Big Evil Publishing, but maybe not for reasons you might suspect. Google "Navahoax" to learn much, much more...

I smell insufferable. Just SNIFF.

Franz Kafka instructed a friend, Max Brod, to burn after his death his writings which included THE TRIAL, THE CASTLE, and AMERIKA. After Kafka's death, Max Brod edited and published his works. That sort-of makes them lost and re-appeared novels.

You forgot "Suite Francaise" (Irene Nemirovsky). Bad oversight, people.

Someone's a bitter would-be novelist who was shunned by a publishing house! Yikes!

Damn, no Confederacy of Dunces? I've never commented on lists like this but IMO that's a huuuuuge oversight.

I love a good rant! And that was a good rant, Tim. :-)

This is the fetish of literary romance where we have the illusion of the publisher as sleuth investigating dusty attics and antique steamer trunks. If Kerouac were alive and unknown today, he'd be laughed out of the Random House building. He would never be published. Literary classics are accidents, and they find a resonance with readers publishers do not hear, and do not listen to outside of the ca-ching ca-ching rock and roll the next teenaged vampire makes as they trot out the next new housewife author-fluke who-me-a-writer if I can do it anyone can. Only anyone can't. It's hard for the dead to create a marketing plan although Danielle Steel will find a way. Publishers can't publish great work if it's in their face much less if it's been moulding away somewhere. This romance with books just keeps the lie alive that it's about what you write but it's never about what anyone writes. Get real. It's about who you are and who you are not.