Tag: New Orleans fiction

Mardi Gras Waiting

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on February 15, 2021. Posted in General, LOVE. 4 Comments on Mardi Gras Waiting

We sit in the dark the night before Mardi Gras Day. If you’re not from New Orleans, it’s hard to understand what the season means to the city. This 2021 pandemic Mardi Gras has been both muted and astounding. House floats have taken the place of crowd-packed parades and rolling monsters of creativity. The houses are magical. “Yardi...

Claim the Disappearing: Chapter 8

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on November 1, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. No Comments on Claim the Disappearing: Chapter 8

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time. If you are just joining us, feel free to return to THE BEGINNING and work your way through.) My Elfy was plump as a pin cushion. She spoke in spurts and nibbled her fingers in between her words. She was my great-grandmother...

Claim the Disappearing: 5

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 18, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. No Comments on Claim the Disappearing: 5

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time. If you are just joining us, feel free to return to THE BEGINNING and work your way through.) The light slicing through the open castle door slowly contracted. The creaking of the shutting door that accompanied it was...

Claim the Disappearing: 4

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 14, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. 2 Comments on Claim the Disappearing: 4

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time. If you are just joining us, feel free to return to THE BEGINNING and work your way through.) My ancestor Tip-Top was Cherokee. Please be clear about this. I might be a gentrifying jerk who steals atmosphere for her...

Claim the Disappearing: 2

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 5, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. 3 Comments on Claim the Disappearing: 2

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time. If you are just joining us, feel free to return to THE BEGINNING and work your way through.) All bad things start in Alabama. That’s not talking ugly. It’s geographical fact. Alabama is a topographical sinkhole out...

Claim the Disappearing: 1

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 2, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. 7 Comments on Claim the Disappearing: 1

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time.) The ancient Chartres decree that the Royal Dauphine drink Burgundy while seated on the Rampart until St. Claude rises from the dead. I taught myself that ditty to remember which rickety street followed which...