British novelist Martin Amis relocated to trendy Brooklyn in 2011 — but unlike literary ex-pats like Salman Rushdie, he has not become a regular on the city social circuit.
“Not often. I’m happy at home,” Amis declares in a Q&A with Hugo Guinness in Man of the World magazine when asked if he regularly dines out. “Quite lonely, isn’t it?” wonders Guinness, a resident of the borough.
“I think you have to be the kind of person who is most alive when alone,” Amis muses, adding he’s 70 pages into a new, “very lightly fictionalized” memoir with a novel out in September. “I think all artists have to be that kind of person. You have to have a huge appetite for solitude, and for its rituals,” he says.