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You Might be a Nerd If….

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on September 28, 2019. Posted in General. 8 Comments on You Might be a Nerd If….

+ if you get all excited about a book on how to read water (the origin of my enthusiasm can be found here), you might be a nerd. + if, when you do get excited about esoteric things like reading water, you insist on telling everyone who swims into your orbit FOR WEEKS, you might be a nerd. + if you misplace your pedometer (because you have...

Gestalt Mystery Writing

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on September 14, 2019. Posted in General, HOMELESSNESS, Writing. 2 Comments on Gestalt Mystery Writing

I wrote the first Coot Long mystery in between double hip replacements. My left hip was replaced in January of 2015. As I recovered (once I got to the point I could focus), I lay in bed flat on my back so the new hip wouldn’t wrench out of the socket, and I read mysteries. Before I went under the knife, I’d solicited mystery...

What I Learn from My Blog

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on September 13, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. 2 Comments on What I Learn from My Blog

Most people read blogs to learn from them. But it works the other way around too: the person writing a blog learns from the process, the readers, the stats, the comments. Today, I’ll share with you some of the pearls of wisdom I’ve learned from writing this blog: If you put “naked” in the title of a post, you get a...

The Lucky Flame

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on September 12, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. 8 Comments on The Lucky Flame

HARBORING EVIL has gone to acquisition editors at publishing houses. Now the editors have to read it. And like it. And want to buy it. The flame burns hot.

Memories Unearthed by Dorian…

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on September 6, 2019. Posted in General, LOVE. 6 Comments on Memories Unearthed by Dorian…

She was young, the same delicate age as my vulnerable grandson is now. Full of pip, but spindly arms and legs, no bigger than a minute. All she’d ever known was the lapping of the Gulf, innocent of actual waves. Even so, had she grown up with the Atlantic, it wouldn’t have mattered. A riptide is a riptide. We were exploring...

Labor Day & I’m Tired

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on September 2, 2019. Posted in General, HOMELESSNESS, Writing. 2 Comments on Labor Day & I’m Tired

Oh, y’all. I’m worn out. In the last 3 days, I’ve incorporated massive revisions to HARBORING EVIL that were sent by the agent. I’ve also revised its long synopsis, drafted a short synopsis (shorter is SO much harder.) Drafted a long synopsis for Harboring Malice, hopefully the second installment in the series, and...

And It’s Off!

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on August 13, 2019. Posted in General, HOMELESSNESS. 4 Comments on And It’s Off!

I just sent the revised HARBORING EVIL manuscript to my agent. She had some great suggestions for improving the plot, which sounded simple when she described them, which didn’t turn out to be simple at all. But I feel the story is more mature, the characters more memorable. We shall see if she agrees. HARBORING EVIL is a traditional...

As Naked as You Wanna Be

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on August 8, 2019. Posted in General, LOVE. 4 Comments on As Naked as You Wanna Be

Each time we appeared in public, we wore fewer clothes. My sister, my cousin and I – Redbird Brain Productions – hit Capital Street the first time in long dresses, flouncy skirts and, for me, a full-length carrot costume. We were “Goon With the Wind,” a walking-float in the annual St. Paddy’s Day Parade. When we rounded the corner, 75,000...

I am Not so Alone

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 23, 2019. Posted in General, HOMELESSNESS, Writing. 12 Comments on I am Not so Alone

I pride myself on being independent. Ever since I was a little girl, my mantra has been, I can do it myself. Or more accurately, let me do it my way. Which often leads to forging new paths, which often means doing it myself. But a miracle in my literary life has occurred: I’ve gotten an agent, and I don’t feel so all alone. ...

Flowers that Stink

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 18, 2019. Posted in General, LOVE. 2 Comments on Flowers that Stink

I like flowers that stink. But then, growing up, I loved the smell of dry cleaning fluid that seeped through my grandparent’s Everyready Cleaners. Driving to their house, when we passed the linseed plant, I’d roll the window to suck in the sickly sweet air. Unwatched, I’d crawl into the back dash of Mamo’s Dodge to get close to the hot...