Sarah E. Moffett

Well, Warm ‘Em Up With The Legwarmers This Saturday Night!

I’ve heard, from several confidential sources, that this band rocks like its 1985! So I decided it was time to actually leave my house (!) and check them out. As many of you know, the threshold for leaving my house is VERY high.
Let’s relive the good ol’ […]

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Fall Has Been Canceled After 3 Billion Seasons according to a recent article in the Onion.  This required immediate investigation as fall is the best season.  Ever.  See Moffett make for the Blue Ridge Mountains.  (Or as the Colorado side of the family likes to say, “the East Coast Hills.”)  I will let the pictures and […]

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At least, I hope it does.
My name is Sarah Moffett, and I am insane. This season’s example of controlled insanity will be to attempt the Philadelphia Marathon next Sunday. Operative word being “attempt.” Considering all of the distractions as of late–lawyering, writing, enduring the Rockies get drilled in the Series, watching Hillary Clinton running for […]

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 This was my law school.
This is what my law school did to me.  See Moffett dress like a Hogwarts Professor.
For reasons ranging from stringent bar ethics rules to a deep need for self preservation (see above vacant expression on graduation day), I generally am not inclined to mix my attorney by day, author by night routine.   However, my […]

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Rowling “publishes” a new book, James Frey may be ordered to pay readers back for his “fraudulent” memoir, and Leon Hale is talking with mules. All a week’s work in the world of modern literature. On the upside, modern convenience means one can experience all of this cozily on a Sunday morning from the safety […]

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What better way to reacclimatize one’s self to D.C. after being far, far away than to brave the Verizon Center for a pop-rock concert and join the salivating masses.
My excuse? My jet-lag made me do it.
Actually, it ran a little deeper than that. Breaking my personal maxim to not attend concerts in venues big enough […]

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By now, almost every one has heard the story that author Patricia MacLachlan recounted at the White House this past Saturday that unofficially kicked off the 2007 National Book Festival.  (Yes, I’m still writing about it. Deal.)  For those of you that missed it, enjoy.  And if you’ve been under a rock for the past seven years, the […]

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Don’t I and a billion other readers wish.
The list of authors for Saturday’s Bibliophile-Rumble (a/k/a National Book Festival) is impressive, but I’m confused. Where is youth favorite Stephenie Meyer? Virginia’s own legal thriller producer John Grisham? New York Times darling Khaled Hosseini of Kite Runner and A Thousand Splendid Suns fame? Gritty and terrifying Cormac […]

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Washington, D.C. was beautiful on Saturday. Serenely gorgeous. The wind kept the trees in constant motion, the heat took a hiatus for the shockingly cool temperatures of 67 degrees, and the world stood in awe as breakfast was, for once, quickly obtained at Mancini’s. It was blissful in light of the previous week’s “joyful” legal […]

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I want to write like Rachael Yamagata sings.
Tuesday night at the Birchmere, I saw Rachael Yamagata for the first time. I’m in love. And so is everyone else that was there for her performance. Her relaxed manner, easy banter, and approachable rapport, played the perfect transition to her smoky voice as she levitated the audience […]

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