So I asked before what books capture New York better than NICK AND NORAH’S INFINITE PLAYLIST, and now I have an answer:
She had a master’s from Columbia in art history and told everyone she’d come to Alabaster to escape New York City–but then here she was, spending all her time discussing it in class. So ironic.
– THE DISREPUTABLE HISTORY OF FRANKIE LANDAU-BANKS, by E. Lockhart
The NYC I really miss
That at least seems to capture some essential truth about me upon moving from New York to Madison.
And while we’re on the subject, let me give a shout-out to Amy over at the blog “YA or STFU,” where we’ve been having ourselves a fun little rant about Nick and Norah since she posted a complaint about musical name-dropping in young adult books.
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February 16, 2009 at 2:26 pm
I am totally guilty of being the New Yorker that winds up bringing every conversation back to being about New York. I don’t even mean to, it just happens. I used to do it all the time in this one Political Science class in college until one of the other students called me on it and suggested that perhaps not everything had to wind up with a subway-centric example. What’s awful is that even after that, I found myself thinking of New York-ish comments all the time, and had to check myself to keep them from spilling out of my mouth. On the other hand, I’ve never claimed to want to escape from New York, so at least its not ironic or hypocritical – just plain old annoying.