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Held at Gunpoint

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 26, 2017. Posted in Stories & Essays. 2 Comments on Held at Gunpoint

(“Held at Gunpoint” first appeared in Image; the story received a Special Mention from Pushcart Prize) A new couple—a white couple—came to the funeral service, but Preacher Butler went ahead and told it anyway. “Morgan Cook served sixty-five years in this white folks’ pigpen and now he’s gone to the resting place.” Everyone nodded—they hadn’t...

I Live in a Post-Katrina World

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on June 15, 2017. Posted in General, GRIEF. 2 Comments on I Live in a Post-Katrina World

When I was a child, one of my favorite places at my grandparent’s farm was the hill above the big lake. There, a square of concrete hid beneath the pasture grass. In the springtime, yellow and white daffodils pushed through the grass and bloomed in swaying clumps. Someone had planted the flowers; they spilled down the hill. We children...

Memories in My Yard

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on June 10, 2017. Posted in General, LOVE. 8 Comments on Memories in My Yard

Since I quit practicing law, I’ve done two tasks first thing in the mornings: clean up the kitchen and check on my plants outside. The latter was on hiatus for several years. My hips went to crap, and I quit working in the yard. Since the hips have been recovered, I haven’t had a yard to work in. I do now.

Tearing Apart Your Manuscript

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 15, 2017. Posted in Racism to Reconciliation, Writing. 9 Comments on Tearing Apart Your Manuscript

I know, I know—I’ve been missing as of late. For two months, I’ve been holed up inside my novel doing everything I can to meet a self-imposed deadline for revision. The first of March, I received a reader’s report from my paid editor on JAZZY AND THE PIRATE. As you, my readers, know, I’ve been working on this novel...

The Bigmama Rose: An Easter Story

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on April 14, 2017. Posted in General, LOVE. 6 Comments on The Bigmama Rose: An Easter Story

The rose is scraggly. Its head droops. The petals cannot hold their shape. It’s damn lucky to be here. One Mother’s Day, a long time ago, my dad gave my grandmother a rosebush. The bush was planted beside the lattice gate. The two-story, white-columned house has a grand front door, but everyone comes and goes through the back...

No One Was Asking for It

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on March 17, 2017. Posted in FASHION, General. 16 Comments on No One Was Asking for It

One winter day, I was walking through the parking lot at Laurelwood Shopping Center. Laurelwood is a safe, comfortable place. I was in my late 40s. A woman stopped me. She was gray-headed, probably mid-60s. She grasped my arm and, like Coleridge’s ancient mariner, fixed me with her gaze and said, “Young men are going to jump out...

The Voice of God in my Body

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on March 1, 2017. Posted in GOD. 5 Comments on The Voice of God in my Body

“What are you giving up for Lent?” my tribe asks. I say “tribe” because my brilliant writing coach friend taught me to view those who share my questions in life as my tribe. The question didn’t spring itself on me this morning. I knew Lent was coming since the day of Epiphany in early January. Mardi Gras (or carnival) inevitably rolls into...

When God Bites You In the Butt

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on February 22, 2017. Posted in General, GOD. 12 Comments on When God Bites You In the Butt

I try not to get angry at people when they disagree with me. It’s not because I’m a saintly woman. I’ve simply learned that when you get sanctimonious with someone, God will turn around and bite you in the butt. As soon as I climb onto my soapbox and start chugging soap suds into the biosphere, I’m sure to be slapped...

It’s Not Anyone’s Fault Our Jails are Racist

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on February 20, 2017. Posted in General, Racism to Reconciliation. 4 Comments on It’s Not Anyone’s Fault Our Jails are Racist

The exploitation of Black Americans in my lifetime shows itself as mass incarceration. Don’t misunderstand me. I’m not calling those working in the judicial system racist. I don’t blame the white woman who confused my Black friend for a purse snatcher months after the actual mugging took place. I don’t blame the police officer who arrested...

Around the World in Love

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on February 15, 2017. Posted in General, LAWYER, LOVE, Writing. No Comments on Around the World in Love

What do London and San Francisco have in common? They are the top two cities downloading my short stores. Where in Canada—the third highest download site—are listeners downloading the stories? Everywhere but Nova Scotia—Nova Scotia don’t like Cain’t Do Nothing with Love. After France, what’s the next most popular country downloading the...