Tag: NOLA

Ida Know, Either

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on September 3, 2021. Posted in General. 4 Comments on Ida Know, Either

We are fine. Our beach house in Waveland, Mississippi, which was Hurricane Katrina’s Ground Zero 16 years ago, is fine. The house in New Orleans is fine (how many houses do I have? Two). The kids’ house in New Orleans had minor damage, but it is essentially fine. Our NOLA home in happier times The City of New Orleans is hurting....

Claim the Disappearing: 10

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on November 30, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. No Comments on Claim the Disappearing: 10

(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.) Talking about the past is easy. The past is done. The only choice of the tale-teller is to pick through the events jumbled...

Really, Don’t Ask Me

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on November 25, 2019. Posted in General. No Comments on Really, Don’t Ask Me

I don’t know if this will work, but I’m sending a plea into the Universe: do not let anyone ask me for directions. Yesterday, I had to run to Robert’s Market (read that Ro-bear’s). I’ve been to Robert’s untold times. The last several days, I’ve been driving up and down the street Robert’s is on...

Claim the Disappearing: Chapter 9

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on November 11, 2019. Posted in Writing. No Comments on Claim the Disappearing: Chapter 9

(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 saint cleared his throat, urging me to get on with it. Outside the transom window, a tourist walked by in a tall jester’s...

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: Chapter 6

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on October 27, 2019. Posted in General, Writing. No Comments on Claim the Disappearing: Chapter 6

(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.) Bigmama’s one and only child was birthed after the siege of Vicksburg in the American Civil War. Bigmama spent months ignoring...

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...

Gripper Gloves & Dorky Shoes

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on November 14, 2018. Posted in FASHION, General. 2 Comments on Gripper Gloves & Dorky Shoes

So it’s cold in New Orleans, or at least cold for New Orleans. We got a cold weather alert from the weather alert service that usually concerns itself with hurricanes. But this time it was a “it’s gonna be cold-as-hell, y’all” warning. The Citywide Freeze protocols are being activated. When I get such warnings, I...