No matter what borough you live in, how much you pay in rent or who your neighbors are, being a writer still sucks. Nouns and verbs are hard to come up with. Even Brooklyn, with all its just-as-good-as-Manhattan verve, can't change that for you. If anything, as Colson Whitehead, author of the revered Apex Hides the Hurt, reports in the Sunday Book Review, it's harder. All the shrinks are still in Manhattan and reading friends' unpublished books is boring. And even a dip in the Gowanus Canal can't cure writers block. Of course, Brooklyn writers hating the Brooklyn writers' scene is a trend as old as metrosexuals.
Sara Gran, author of Dope and Brooklynite by birth, wrote a similar essay also for the New York Times two and a half years ago. As she put it: "There's a rumor going around that Brooklyn is some kind of heaven on earth for writers. ... I think they've been a little too optimistic."
Her essay pondered the reading material choices on the F train. Whitehouse makes an analogy between writing in Brooklyn and The Warriors.
But thank god the Times still needs to explain that whole "people live in other boroughs" thing to its target demo, 'cause outer borough hipsters gotta eat.
"I Write in Brooklyn. Get Over It." [NYT]
"Call It Booklyn" [NYT]