Visiting The City That Never Sleeps
When the friend of mine asked me if I wanted to visit New York with him at the beginning of April, I said Yes, of course. I always wanted my photo taken next to the famous Bar sign of the Kettle Of Fish, where some of the Beats drank beer. I wanted to see Mad Men Maddison Avenue. But above all I wanted to visit Brooklyn, where Hubert Selby’s painfully beautiful stories take place. I wanted to taste American beer and touch the American soul. I love the diversity of races there and the unfaked kindness of people I met.
The day I had to go back home, I met the multitalented Eddie Vega, the writer, editor, translator and photographer, who was very kind to invite me to submit one of my stories for his Noir Nation 3 anthology last year. As I was going to present the book at a literary event in Slovenska Bistrica, our meeting was a great opportunity to take our photos, but he also guided me through the Last Exit To Brooklyn scenery, took me to a couple of Irish pubs (Irish Haven and Soccer Tavern) and a China restaurant, told about how Brooklyn had changed recently, and kept introducing me to people as “Renato, a talented writer from Slovenia”. He actually made me feel like a talented writer from Slovenia.
The visit was too short, but the experience was great, and when there’s another chance to get back there, I won’t think twice. And who knows, I might use the experience to set one of my future stories there.
Here’s Eddies short report called Renato Bratkovič in Noir Brooklyn.