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And They Say Literature Doesn’t Matter

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 15, 2013. Posted in General. 8 Comments on And They Say Literature Doesn’t Matter

Tomorrow, we are driving to the ends of the earth. We’re traveling this path because, before us, Eudora Welty’s characters left New Orleans and drove to the ends of the earth: Venice, Louisiana in “No Place for You, My Love.” Earlier in my life, after I absorbed all books I could read about King Arthur, I tromped through England...

Don’t Tell a Memphis Girl about Barbecue

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 13, 2013. Posted in General. 4 Comments on Don’t Tell a Memphis Girl about Barbecue

When I ordered fries with my pulled pork sandwich, the waitress said, “It comes with slaw.” “On the sandwich,” I corrected her. “Yes,” she said. “That’s what I want,” I clarified. “Slaw on the sandwich, fries on the side.” Who does she think she is, lecturing me about the way Corky’s...

Eggs Can Go to the Devil

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 11, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on Eggs Can Go to the Devil

I woke up this morning talking about eggs. My husband made boiled eggs for breakfast and when I went into the kitchen, there was the egg, unpeeled, rolling on my plate. Made me reminisce. Mostly disagreeable memories, I’m sorry to report: as a child, I was not an egg fan. So we had a little egg talk on-line (boiled, fried, scrambled) and...

“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...