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Christians Leave Trump in Droves

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on June 3, 2020. Posted in General, GOD, RACISM. 15 Comments

The Presiding Bishop of the Episcopal Church condemned it. Trump “used a church building and the Holy Bible for partisan political purposes. This was done in a time of deep hurt and pain in our country, and his action did nothing to help us or to heal us,” Presiding Bishop Michael Curry said in a statement. The Episcopal Bishop of Washington...

That Which Soothes When All Begins to Crumble

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 26, 2020. Posted in General, GOD, GRIEF, Writing. 4 Comments

Though I welcomed—after our terror subsided—the stillness of our shelter-in-place life, we who had been circling and circling for years, the last few days I have felt as if I might crumble, my “dust to dust” having become friable, my feet of clay exposed, a descending that was not helped when the priest who understood me and yet encouraged...

Where We Are….

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 22, 2020. Posted in General, HOMELESSNESS, Writing. 12 Comments

Last summer, I got an agent for my mystery. Once reason I chose her was because she had good ideas on improving the manuscript. I made those revisions, which were not insubstantial, and in the fall the agent submitted to publishing houses. We didn’t get any bites. We confabbed in January, and she suggested I change the gender of the amateur...

Weird or You too?

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 14, 2020. Posted in General. 3 Comments

New things have been happening to me during our coronavirus sheltering-in-place. Have they been happening to you too? Or is it just plain weird me? Rate each one: * JPW for just plain weird* Utoo for Universal I’ve been getting a steady stream of Friend requests on Facebook. (Yes, they’re real people, not fake accounts.) I’ve...

A Virus is Not Godzilla

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 12, 2020. Posted in General, GRIEF. 4 Comments

A virus is not Godzilla. Its takeover of the world is not inevitable. Nor is a virus an act of God or a hurricane or tornado or anything else we have to passively accept as bigger than ourselves. A virus can be stopped. How? Quit giving it hosts. You can quit giving a virus hosts in two ways. First, you can let the tipping point of your population...

Saturday Morning Bulbology

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 9, 2020. Posted in General. 6 Comments

Everything I know about bulbs I learned from my Uncle Hebron. He came to our river house in the red clay hills of Alabama, post knee-replacement. At the time, Hebie was about 75 years old. He brought a netted bag of daffodil bulbs. The house had a hill, and he painstakingly walked up and down that hill, covering it with daffodil bulbs. Watching...

We are Not Experiencing the Same Virus

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on April 28, 2020. Posted in General, GRIEF. 6 Comments

One of the hard things about this time of coronavirus (there are so many) is that people are not in the same place. Not physically, not geographically, not psychologically. Some folks are blissfully learning to make their own pasta while reluctantly training themselves to spend 24 hrs a day in close-company with their spouse. Others, like me, are...

The Salad Days

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on April 17, 2020. Posted in General. 2 Comments

We’ve been granted a reprieve here in Waveland. Two weeks before descent of coronavirus, my husband had hip surgery. I wrote about the harrowing experience here. Six weeks later, after an encouraging doctor’s report, we have entered the salad days. Thing about the salad days, sometimes it’s hard to know you’re in them...

This Week in CV Time

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on April 10, 2020. Posted in General, GRIEF. 8 Comments

It’s hard for me to get anything done. Chores pop up like weasels. After one is completed—there!—the next grins at me, chittering for attention. Each day, I look up only to discover it’s two o’clock in the afternoon, and I need a nap. With Tom’s hip surgery difficulties, I’m performing three jobs: mine, his, and the...

Christians Leave Trump in Droves

That Which Soothes When All Begins to Crumble

Where We Are….

Weird or You too?

A Virus is Not Godzilla

Saturday Morning Bulbology

We are Not Experiencing the Same Virus

The Salad Days

This Week in CV Time

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