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Ottessa Charlotte Moshfegh (/ oʊ ˈ t ɛ s ə ˈ m ɒ ʃ f ɛ ɡ /; [1] [2] born May 20, 1981) is an American author and novelist. [3] Her debut novel, Eileen (2015), won the Hemingway Foundation/PEN Award, was shortlisted for the Booker Prize, and was a fiction finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award. [4]
May 20, 1981 · Ottessa Moshfegh is a fiction writer from New England. Eileen, her first novel, was shortlisted for the National Book Critics Circle Award and the Man Booker Prize, and won the PEN/Hemingway Award for debut fiction.
Ottessa Moshfegh (born May 20, 1981, Boston, Massachusetts, U.S.) is an American writer who is known for novels and short stories that feature bitterly introspective, isolated protagonists, most often young women, living on the outskirts of society.
Jun 4, 2020 · You’re probably wrong about Ottessa Moshfegh. Novelist Ottessa Moshfegh with her dog, Jewely, looks out the window of her home at the base of the Angeles National Forest. I first met the ...
Jul 2, 2018 · There was an unearthly quality to the atmosphere inside the Frieze New York art fair, like the air in a plane—still but pressurized, with an unsettling hum—when the fiction writer Ottessa...
Ottessa Moshfegh is a fiction writer from New England. Eileen, her first novel, was shortlisted for the National Book Critics Circle Award and the Man Booker Prize, and won the PEN/Hemingway Award for debut fiction.
Nov 27, 2023 · Ottessa Moshfegh, the author of ‘Eileen’ and ‘My Year of Rest and Relaxation’, shares five must-reads, from ‘Rebecca’ to ‘I’m A Fan’.
Apr 16, 2020 · Ottessa Moshfegh Is Only Human. The author-provocateur’s latest novel is “a loneliness story.”. Just when it was scheduled to come out, isolation became the new normal. “I needed to write ...
Jan 29, 2024 · Moshfegh’s are characters whose inner monologues are unlikely to win audiences over, yet hold readers captive all the same—and by embedding us in this headspace, her writing allows people to “scrape up against their own depravity.”
Jul 21, 2022 · He knew every inch of Ina's body by heart: her face like a desiccated apple, her large drooping ears, her pale and tender scalp, the billow of white hair fixed stiffly on top. He knew her breasts...
