Sarah E. Moffett

This weekend I visited the Twilight Zone. It was suppose to be the National Book Festival, but I must have made a wrong turn off Constitution Avenue. Instead of stumbling onto a somber, sparsely attended book fair, I found the Mall overtaken by the masses, who were beaten back from overrunning authors by platoons of […]

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[For those that have read Growing Up Moffett, you are familiar with the members of my family. For new readers, allow me to explain that I am inexplicably close to my family, my father fixes, my mother listens, and my siblings and I are best friends. This would be a cheesy Disney movie if it […]

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So, okay. Here’s the deal. I made an enormous fool of myself, and it’s entirely Sarah Moffett’s fault. I brought this book to my son’s medical appointments and read it while trapped in numerous waiting rooms. I actually made heads turn and drew the wrath of the receptionists. What did I do? Well, first, I […]

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So I could ask him what in the world he was thinking with The Man Within.
The self-described “novelist who happened to be Catholic” and I have had a love affair dating back to my introduction to his End of the Affair. No puns intended. Since then, I’ve steadily worked my way through his English views […]

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Hear ye, hear ye, the 2007 National Paper Cut Conglomeration will take place next week on Target One in the Emerald City with the Wizard’s wife presiding.
In other words, the 2007 National Book Festival, organized and sponsored by the Library of Congress and hosted by First Lady Laura Bush will be held on Saturday, Sept. […]

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It seems that while some writers cannot put two sentences together as they live and breathe, others can do it from their graves. For instance, perhaps you have heard of Monsieur Alexandre Dumas. You know, famous French author, penned The Count of Monte Cristo, The Three Musketeers, and approximately 300 other novels with the assistance […]

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I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix;
Angel-headed hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection
to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night.
Fastest cure to insanity? Read someone crazier than yourself.
Last night I sat down to read […]

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The literary world is buzzing. For once it is not wizards and vampires that are grabbing the columnists and publicists attention, but a fifty-six year old manuscript prosaically dubbed, On the Road: The Original Scroll.

In other words, hi Jack. You’ve been missed.
Yes, yes, I know July was officially Jack Kerouac Awareness Month, or thus saith […]

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“Can’t you organize mud wrestling in the Tidal Basin or something?”  It wasn’t a college co-ed who offered this question up.  No, no, it came from a slightly more respectable source.  My publisher.  Well, sort of.
Let me start at the beginning.  Recently, I’ve been receiving the same questions over and over.  In an effort to […]

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“No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader.  No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.”
~Robert Frost
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