Sarah E. Moffett

So Robert Frost’s house gets ransacked, and somehow I’m motivated to start book two.
Who says there isn’t order in chaos?
Anyway, we all know the mantra, “write what you know.” I’ve tended to take that phrase a bit too seriously. See book one. Well, book two will be a continuation of the life and times of […]

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2007 was boring. Really boring. There was a 10,000 mile book tour, a handful of road races, in and out of the car, falling in love with Kerouac and Vonnegut, approximately $1,050 in parking tickets, drinks in Monte Carlo and the train jumping debacle, two car accidents, losing mucho dinero in Vegas to those impossible […]

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And then there was only one…

Not THAT one…her new one.  And the only one available for sale.  J.K. Rowling’s The Tales of Beedle the Bard was snatched up yesterday by Amazon.com at an auction held by Sotheby’s in London. As discussed here before, Rowling’s book was set to start at $62,000, and only expected to […]

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Drinking and reporters.  A dangerous combination. 
As many of you know, my first book was published this past April. Sixteen weekends of dehydration, a chronic case of road fatigue, and a twenty stop book tour later, I am in the throes of wrapping up a legal year while preparing for the virtual book tour. The DCist found my […]

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It’s dark here. Cold too.  I find myself typing furiously to my left brain’s rhythm while maintaining a mental high on extremely caffeinated tea and left-over Halloween candy. I don’t even like candy. Alas, society has deemed it professionally acceptable to make decisions while tripping on caffeine and sugar highs, but not an alcohol induced buzz. […]

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Thanksgiving. A time for sharing. A time for eating. Or in the words of one Buffyverse character, “Thanksgiving isn’t a-about blending of two cultures. It’s about one culture wiping out another! A-and then they make animated specials about the part where… w-with the maize and th-the big, big belt buckles. They don’t show you the […]

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I want my book banned. Unfortunately, given my childhood’s PG experiences, I will probably not be joining the ranks of Gabriel Marquez on Iran’s banned book list. (As if anyone in Iran knows about Growing Up Moffett.) Then again, Growing Up Moffett isn’t exactly as provocative as Marquez’s Memories of My Melancholy Whores, which was […]

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Jack Kerouac allegedly wrote On the Road in 3 weeks. Now a group of writers is institutionalizing his benzedrine-coffee-alcohol-mania-driven genius.
Welcome to November, the National Novel Writing Month.
Of course, November also happens to be National Stamp Collecting Month, National Pepper Month, and National Peanut Butter Lover’s Month, and, dare I say it, home of Thanksgiving, but I […]

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“The best way to avoid being picked on by high school bullies is to kill someone” is the opening line to Touching Snow, a 2007 National Book Award nominee written by M. Sindy Felin. Ms. Felin clearly has a knack for one liners. Her first quote in the Washington Post Style article was “I always […]

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