In 1820 a group of merchants dreamed of an organization where ideas could be shared and books were of the utmost importance. They created a place where Frederick Douglass, Mark Twain, Harriet Beecher Stowe, and John Rollin Ridge, America’s first Native American novelist, spoke; where Edgar Allan Poe wrote; and where women were equal members. In 2008 that organization became The Center for Fiction, and now, nearly two hundred years since those early beginnings, it has transformed once again.
Our new home in Downtown Brooklyn welcomes readers and writers of all ages and from all walks of life. Under one roof, writers hone their craft and write their novels; books are sold and lent; authors and artists appear and engage; and people come together in beautiful surroundings to discuss the stories that ignite their imaginations.
We invite you to join this legacy as we enter into our third century of exploring, nurturing, and creating the vital art of fiction.