Shots In The Dark

Thanks so much to the good people at Hue-Man bookstore in Harlem for hosting the event with Cornel West and me last night—and thanks to everyone who braved an absolutely miserable night of cold and pelting rain to come hear us. Sometimes book-writing can seem like a good way to play a cruel joke on oneself. In Boston, my reading at the Old South Meeting House took place on the coldest March 9th in the city's recorded history. Last night, the reading began after it had been pouring rain for around 17 consecutive hours, until New York looked like something out of Blade Runner.

But then you get a warm and welcoming group of people in a fantastic and important bookstore like Hue-Man, and people who ask smart and thoughtful questions, and welcome you into their community, and writing books for a living suddenly seems like not such a crazy idea after all.

If you weren't able to make it, C-SPAN recorded the event for posterity, or at least for "Book Notes." I'll keep you posted on the airtime as soon as they tell me....