Commonly Overheard in Bushwick is an occasional series we write whenever we hear something someone actually said on the streets of Bushwick. This is not to be confused with the Tumblr of a similar name.
As The Burning Bush has already noted time and time again, the literature scene in Bushwick is oftentimes more parody than poignancy. For the most part, you’re liable to find the bookshelves of certain bookstores (we won’t name names) chock full of self-published diaries, or worse, attempts at fiction.
Undeterred by how embarrassing it is to be a writer in this town, the three parties involved in the conversation included Plath Sexton, Roland Cliterature and Honora Pretense–all names you might recognize if you ever read the Bushwick short story collection Bored in Bushwick. The conversation began with Sexton lamenting the state of modern literature in spite of the fact that she’s a large part of the problem.
Pretense responded, “Well, luckily we’re all doing something to change the current landscape.” Cliterature then vacantly added, “Maybe I’ll start writing poems and call them short stories,” to which the other two chimed in, “That would be fantastic!” With such encouragement, the bookshelves of Bushwick are liable to collapse from all the badness they’re forced to hold.
Written by Genna Rivieccio, menace to other “writers”