Tag: love

Emmett Till’s Memorial

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on August 30, 2022. Posted in Featured, General, Racism to Reconciliation. 14 Comments on Emmett Till’s Memorial

This weekend, my husband and I went to Emmett Till’s memorial. In 1955, when Emmett Louis Till had just turned fourteen, a group of white men murdered him in Drew, Mississippi. Emmett had come to Mississippi on summer vacation. His cousin, who was his best friend, was returning to the family’s home state, and Emmett wanted to come with...

We Rise as One

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 25, 2014. Posted in General. 5 Comments on We Rise as One

I saw it once. It was on TV. The man was old. He had white hair and a wrinkled face. His arm was raised. He was carrying an American flag, the tiny kind with a wooden stick, the flag no bigger than a First Aid kit. The man was running, as best as his old man legs allowed. He waved the flag. The field through which the man ran was located in France....

As I Write, I Will Weep

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on January 18, 2014. Posted in General. 2 Comments on As I Write, I Will Weep

She was no more than four years old, black-headed and petite, a land-based water bug. We were at the beach, a place where she absorbed comfort from her mom and grandmother and whole entire family. She took my hand and led me onto the sand. The moon shone above. Otherwise, the night was dense, dark, the sand itself invisible. She, with more courage...

When You’re Killing Time

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on November 28, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on When You’re Killing Time

Tomorrow you might be home hanging out in your pajamas. Click here and read more about me. Or peruse the stories and hear my voice (I’m not the one singing). whichever, enjoy. Remember: You Cain’t Do Nothing with Love

I’m a marathoner in a sprinting world

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 24, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on I’m a marathoner in a sprinting world

I can feel it – I’m eating up track, finally in the groove for the story, and the week is over. Finished. Done. Time to move on. A week is a short thing. Stay tuned for a new story. It involves Love. And a man in a squirrel costume. Remember: You Cain’t Do Nothing with Love

Why Abandon the Book?

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 21, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on Why Abandon the Book?

I am a child of the book. No more than five books from the children’s section of the library—what’s to be done? Not enough money to buy more than one book from the Book Mobile, thank God for Little Bear gifts from loving aunts. Summers spent in air-conditioned rooms lazing on beds, reading one Faulkner after another Welty after another,...

Love and Fleas and Love

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 22, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on Love and Fleas and Love

My other blog is talking about love. And fleas. And love. “In my ongoing efforts to rid my life of fleas, I’ve learned way more than I want to know about them. Their life cycle, their truly horrifying body anatomy. Every article I’ve read is accompanied by the gruesome photo of a bare back, the splotchy red flea bites (I know what a flea...

Pulce: How Do I Love Thee, Let Me Count the Ways

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on July 22, 2013. Posted in General. 2 Comments on Pulce: How Do I Love Thee, Let Me Count the Ways

For reasons I can’t explain, I am following a blog on how to speak Italian,The Art of Translation. It’s interesting—I like getting notice of the posts. Today, the topic was “Honey, Sweetheart, & Co.” Or, Italian nicknames for the beloved. I was looking forward to the topic. My husband and I call each other (TMI alert) “mon petit chou-chou,”...

The Deal

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on April 7, 2013. Posted in General. No Comments on The Deal

Nine of the fourteen stories in Cain’t Do Nothing With Love have been published in literary journals. Thus, to the extent I would be paid for their publication, I’ve already been paid. So the stories will be free. And. Each story will be paired with a charity inspired by the theme of the story. After you’ve read the story, if...