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“Baby Dog, Peewee Ned, and the Devil’s Naked Butt,” written and read by Ellen Morris Prewitt

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 10, 2013. Posted in General. 1 Comment on “Baby Dog, Peewee Ned, and the Devil’s Naked Butt,” written and read by Ellen Morris Prewitt

“Baby Dog, Peewee Ned, and the Devil’s Naked Butt” First appeared in print in Hurricane Review. To contribute to the Door of Hope, a charity dedicated to ending homelessness one door at a time, please follow the link here or visit DoorofHopeMemphis.org Listen to the story here:

Coming Tomorrow: Shortest Story, Longest Title

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 10, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on Coming Tomorrow: Shortest Story, Longest Title

“Baby Dog, Peewee Ned, and the Devil’s Naked Butt”

“I’ve Got My Eye on You”

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 10, 2013. Posted in General. 2 Comments on “I’ve Got My Eye on You”

I am on muscle relaxers. Never would I have thought such a sentence would come out of my mouth. It reminds me of my first—and hopefully last—divorce trial when I found myself on the witness stand giving dog testimony. I thought, my God, Ellen, here you are under oath, giving dog testimony—“I was the one who bathed them, I fed them”—desperate...

Charity Spotlight

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 9, 2013. Posted in General. 2 Comments on Charity Spotlight

Why I Like Workers Interfaith Network: They host the best damn picnic in Memphis Rebekah Jordan Gienapp sat in our living room and asked us what we thought about future campaigns They want folks to make a living wage They don’t want employers to steal employee’s wages They fight on, regardless of whether the state legislature intends to run...

Ain’t No Commies ‘Round Here

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 8, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on Ain’t No Commies ‘Round Here

“At my feet, the winter grass was yellow and bent. Some, like Maureen, might call its color dead, but it reminded me of the cow’s salt lick after it had been in the fields for a while, sides curved by the flat, black tongues of cows. I studied my hands holding the poster board, hatch-marked with thin scratches, impatient when I wouldn’t wait...

The Dance between Intellect and Creative Impulse

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 8, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on The Dance between Intellect and Creative Impulse

“Interpretation is the revenge of the intellect upon art.” Susan Sontag, courtesy of A-Word-A-Day “Revision must honor the creative impulse that led to the words that strived—neck stretched—to achieve something the intellect—sitting in the bleachers, watching the race—can only glimpse.” Ellen Morris Prewitt Listen to “Ain’t...

Sunday Listening

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 7, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on Sunday Listening

“I don’t want to hear any more talk about heaven. Or Jesus,” my mom says. Still, I think it was a sign. Jesus talking like a surfer dude, except saying “skate” instead of “rock.” The real thing. So I decided to become a rollerblader for Jesus. My mom says, “Yeah, and before that, you wanted to retire the national debt.” “Rollerblader for...

Mentoring in Audio

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 6, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on Mentoring in Audio

Yesterday I joined the Podiobooks Mentoring Community. The Community is a Google+ site created by Podiobooks.com, a site offering free serialized audio books. Last year, when I was struck by this wild idea to record my short stories and make them available on-line for free, I found podibooks.com. I hung around their community for days, reading...

What I Discovered

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 5, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on What I Discovered

If you’re gonna ask folks to listen to your work, your writing needs to be clear and easy to understand. The ear is not as flexible as the eye, which can re-scan a sentence almost without your knowing it. The ear, if confused, just sends signals to the brain causing it to shout, “Wait, wait, wait!” Originally, I had 18 stories...

An Ode to Freedom

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 4, 2013. Posted in General. 4 Comments on An Ode to Freedom

I am not patriotic. I don’t like red, white and blue. I mean, I don’t like the colors. I’m not particularly a flag person, either. The only time I reacted to the flag was shortly after 9/11. The color guard marched in at a University of Memphis game, and everyone stood up like they meant it. Even then, the wave that washed over me was more a...