Pain could be killed. Sadness could not, but the drugs did shut its mouth for a time.
Colson WhiteheadNew York City in life was much like New York City in death. It was still hard to get a cab, for example.
Colson WhiteheadI get invited to do panels with other Brooklyn writers to discuss what it's like to be a writer in Brooklyn. I expect it's like writing in Manhattan, but there aren't as many tourists walking very slowly in front of you when you step out for coffee.
Colson Whitehead