Clifford Browder


The supposed vegan eating a dessert that is definitely not vegan.

I am a writer living in New York City’s Greenwich Village high above the Magnolia Bakery of “Sex and the City” fame.  I love my city for its intensity and diversity, its craziness and creativity, and celebrate it, warts and all, in my blog, “No Place for Normal: New York.” 

My published works include a critical study of the French Surrealist poet André Breton, and two biographies of nineteenth-century New Yorkers: The Money Game in Old New York: Daniel Drew and His Times, and The Wickedest Woman in New York: Madame Restell, the Abortionist. Both biographies are now out of print.

Inspired by posts in my blog, my three current nonfiction titles are about New Yorkers and New York, past and present: New Yorkers: A Feisty People Who Will Unsettle, Madden, Amuse and Astonish You; Fascinating New Yorkers: Power Freaks, Mobsters, Liberated Women, Creators, Queers and Crazies; and No Place for Normal: New York / Stories from the Most Exciting City in the World.

My Metropolis series of historical novels set in nineteenth-century New York has four titles to date: The Pleasuring of Men; Bill Hope: His Story; Dark Knowledge; and The Eye That Never Sleeps.

My poetry has appeared in numerous small reviews, both online and in print.

I have never owned a car, a television, or a cell phone, and barely tolerate my computer.  (The feeling is mutual.) I never kill spiders (they’re good guys, eat mosquitos and flies), and am fascinated by slime molds and the mushroom known as Destroying Angel.

“I love my city for its intensity and diversity, its craziness and creativity…”