Robert Lipsyte



Are you ready for spring?
I am.

It was a great Fall and Winter.

I had a wonderful week in Winston-Salem, NC, moderating a panel at Bookmarks' 11th annual Festival of Books and Authors before going on to beautiful Wake Forest University to talk to journalism and English Ed. classes with Prof. Alan Brown and others.

Then, with Sam, Susannah and 3-year-old Daniel to the lovely new library in Closter, New Jersey, where we used to live. Sam and I were inducted into the Closter Hall of Fame. How great is that!

And then, ONE FAT SUMMER, starring Donald Sutherland, Blake Cooper, Luke Wilson, and Judy Greer was filmed in Rhode Island. The movie will be titled MEASURE OF A MAN. It was written by the gifted screenwriter ( A Single Man) David Scearce and directed by Jim Loach. Should be released this summer. Stay tuned.

Sam Lipsyte's new book of short stories, "The Fun Parts," got rave reviews. Janet Maslin in the New York Times called him a "literary rock star." (And I remember when he fronted a noise punk band, Dung Beetle.)

My memoir, "An Accidental Sportswriter," published five years ago by Ecco/​HarperCollins, is in paperback and Kindle.

While you're buying "The Twin Powers," and "An Accidental Sportswriter," pick up another great read, "Along the Roaring River: My Wild Ride from Mao to the Met" by Hao Jiang Tian with Lois B. Morris (my wife), and don't forget Sam's latest novel, "The Ask," published by FSG, a New York Times best-seller and one of its best books of 2010.

Since I'm living a double life I should try to separate it out a bit. So...

I'll be using THE LIPSITE page for articles you might enjoy and whatever is currently on my mind about my novel writing life. In the JOCK CULTURE section you'll find pieces about my take on sports. Right now, there's a terrific piece about me by Bryan Curtis, the ace Grantland writer.

The sturdy, jovial Daniel Nachumi soon turns 4. His mom is my daughter, Susannah, his dad her husband, Ben Nachumi. Daniel joins Alfred (11 years old) and Sylvia (8) on my all-grandkids team (they are out of Sam and his wife, Ceridwen Morris, as we say in horse racing.)

Alfred is a student at the American Ballet Theater and danced in their Nutcracker at the Brooklyn Academy of Music in December, 2014, and Snow White in the spring of 2015 at the Met. He was terrific.

I enjoyed being Ombudsman at ESPN. Wrapped it up Nov. 30, 2014. If you feel like checking out what I did there, go to ESPN.COM and scroll down to Ombudsman before they delete it.
What's next?
Beats me.
Any ideas?

Don't forget to go to the website of my wife, Lois B. Morris, and take the free personality test. I did. Learned a lot about myself. Gotta be a book in it!

And then there is Milo, who arrived from a shelter four years ago. He's about 11 years old, a beautiful tri-color (black, white, brown) Cocker Spaniel mixture from Last Chance Animal Rescue. He was named for the protagonist of Sam's book, "The Ask." He's sweet and funny and doesn't eat grandchildren. He might write his own book someday.

There's always time to answer your e-mails. So don't forget to drop me a line. If I don't answer immediately, I'm probably writing.


Tom and Eddie, twins raised on separate planets, must overcome their differences to save the world.
My New Memoir
"Jock Culture glorifies the young, the strong and the beautiful, and Lipsyte, the would-be Chekhov, gets the tragic implications. That's why his columns, and this marvelous memoir, 'An Accidental Sportswriter,' are so affecting." --ANN LEVIN, ASSOCIATED PRESS
A high school baseball player faces a moral challenge
A pulse-pounding ride in the world of NASCAR
"a riveting and chilling look inside contemporary high school football" - *Publishers Weekly
Before you can be a champion,
you have to be a contender.

Sequel to The Contender
Sonny Bear is the champ!
The final story in The Contender quartet
“You’re bound to like this fat boy right from the start...very funny.”
-Kirkus Reviews
The Men Who Made It America's Favorite Game
Mortality confronted with hard-earned outrage, first at the author's cancer, then his ex-wife's.