Broyard became a writer and literary critic and his recollections are presented in a form that reflects his talents. The account is not only interesting but, mirroring the ups and downs of his life, intelligent, introspective and captivating. His use of rhetorical flourishes such as the metaphor, hyperbole and personification are sprinkled throughout his work. Some examples include: He speaks of his brain having "something stuck in its teeth;" he refers to lonely bookstore patrons looking through the shelves like those reading "names on a war memorial" hoping not to find their names; he speaks of loneliness not so much a temporary condition but as a fate.
Kafka Was the Rage: A Greenwich Village Memoir