Writer Ellen Morris Prewitt Blog

Quit Your Bellyaching

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on November 3, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. 6 Comments on Quit Your Bellyaching

You know that thing the Universe does when you’ve been complaining about something, and it says, “Ha! That’s nothing!” then shows you an example of how it could be SO MUCH WORSE? Well, the Universe did that when I was researching how exactly Don Quixote had been published (I thought the novel was serialized, and in a way...

Claim the Disappearing: Chapter 8

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on November 1, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. No Comments on Claim the Disappearing: Chapter 8

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time. If you are just joining us, feel free to return to THE BEGINNING and work your way through.) My Elfy was plump as a pin cushion. She spoke in spurts and nibbled her fingers in between her words. She was my great-grandmother...

My New Righting Group Book

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 30, 2019. Posted in General, HOMELESSNESS, Writing. No Comments on My New Righting Group Book

Y’all, I’ve been so busy getting my new book into the hands of folks who can use it, I haven’t stopped long enough to tell you about it. Most of y’all know for 8 years I was part of a weekly writing group of Memphians who had personally experienced homelessness. We wrote; we held public readings; we hosted full-day...

Claim the Disappearing: Chapter 6

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 27, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. No Comments on Claim the Disappearing: Chapter 6

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time. If you are just joining us, feel free to return to THE BEGINNING and work your way through.) Bigmama’s one and only child was birthed after the siege of Vicksburg in the American Civil War. Bigmama spent months ignoring...

Central Station Hotel

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 26, 2019. Posted in General, LOVE. 2 Comments on Central Station Hotel

When I heard Memphis developer Henry Turley was renovating the old central train station into a hotel, I was ecstatic. When I heard he was turning the current ticket office for the train into a bar, not so much. I ride the train. I use the ticket office and waiting area when coming and going on the train. I did not want developers to take a...

South Main, Y’all

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 19, 2019. Posted in General, LOVE. No Comments on South Main, Y’all

In my neighborhood, Saturday mornings are: guests brewing on the sidewalks outside coffee shops women so new to their bicycles that I walk in the street to stay safe an elderly hat-wearing man who could be a prophet or celebrity. Or homeless. headphones and horn honks and posing for photos in front of the Blues Museum cowboy boots...

Claim the Disappearing: 5

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 18, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. No Comments on Claim the Disappearing: 5

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time. If you are just joining us, feel free to return to THE BEGINNING and work your way through.) The light slicing through the open castle door slowly contracted. The creaking of the shutting door that accompanied it was...

A Little News….

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 14, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. 9 Comments on A Little News….

The first chapter of one of my novels has advanced to the 2nd round in a national contest. IT HAS NOT WON! But it advanced. I share this news with y’all because I have learned to celebrate minor victories along my writing path. Sort of like when I went to the University of Virginia and the football team was so bad that we began singing...

Claim the Disappearing: 4

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 14, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. 2 Comments on Claim the Disappearing: 4

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time. If you are just joining us, feel free to return to THE BEGINNING and work your way through.) My ancestor Tip-Top was Cherokee. Please be clear about this. I might be a gentrifying jerk who steals atmosphere for her...

Claim the Disappearing: 2

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 5, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. 3 Comments on Claim the Disappearing: 2

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time. If you are just joining us, feel free to return to THE BEGINNING and work your way through.) All bad things start in Alabama. That’s not talking ugly. It’s geographical fact. Alabama is a topographical sinkhole out...