Brooklyn, with its swarms of goateed hipsterati making artisanal cheeses and tapping out novels at corner coffee shops, is easy to mock, and in truth, the place is a little precious. But for every stay-at-home mom writing imaginary novels between trips to the yoga studio and every coffee house poseur stroking his beard over his battered Penguin edition of Crime & Punishment, there are three or four young, talented writers and editors hard at work on actual pages of actual novels. Mock all you want, but for the moment, if you want to write literary fiction or poetry, Brooklyn is still the place to be.
Michael Bourne, “A Backward Glance at the ‘Brooklyn Renaissance’.”

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  6. theawkwardepiphany said: To claim that there is “any place to be” to write literary fiction or poetry is a pretty fucking hipster thing to say.
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  18. theneweryork said: bullshit. if you want to write literature, in your room alone is the place to be. you can go to yoga and coffee shops almost anywhere in the world. whudda prick.
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