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Where to Start?

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 5, 2026. Posted in Featured, General, When We Were Murderous Time-Traveling Women. 5 Comments on Where to Start?

So much to share, where to start? We had a great trip to Scotland, and I want to tell youse all about it. 🙂 I’m sure I will as the experiences seep into and out of my soul. We were traveling with my sister and brother-in-law and, later, my cousin and her husband. Y’all probably know me well enough to know this was my favorite part...

A Life of Belhaven Houses

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on June 11, 2018. Posted in General, LOVE, Writing. 10 Comments on A Life of Belhaven Houses

Last week, I drove through my old Belhaven neighborhood in Jackson, Mississippi, taking photos of the houses I’ve lived in. I spent two periods of my life in the neighborhood: from age 3 years to 12; and again through the decades of the 1980s and ’90s. My life in Belhaven began in a duplex my mother rented when we moved back from...

Sticky Stories

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on December 9, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on Sticky Stories

When a friend sent around a “let’s play” Facebook message about ten books that stuck with you, I made the list off the top of my head. When I finished, I realized on that list I’d included three short story collections. Golden Apples, by Eudora Welty: a collection of interlocking stories set in Morgana, Mississippi,...

“It Does No Good Whatsoever to Stay Bitter” written and read by Ellen Morris Prewitt

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 25, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on “It Does No Good Whatsoever to Stay Bitter” written and read by Ellen Morris Prewitt

“It Does No Good Whatsoever to Stay Bitter” To contribute to the Betty Ford Center, an alcohol and drug treatment center, please follow the link here or visit www.bettyfordcenter.org Listen to the story here:

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...