The Yellow Line
I spent eight years assisting those who were experiencing homelessness to get their voices into the world. So I am acutely aware that in my short story, The Yellow Line, I am writing in the voice of a woman whose experiences I cannot actually know. But Leroy Scott, one of the authors of Writing Our Way Home: A Group Journey Out of Homelessness, once told me, “Ellen, you’ve been with us every week for years. You can do that.“

So, Memphis folks, go pick up a copy of Storyboard Memphis. Read The Yellow Line. Then say a silent thank you to the men and women who joined the Door of Hope Writing Group and let me be a part of their lives, if only for a little while.

"Writing Our Way Home: A Group Journey Out of Homelessness", Door of Hope Memphis, Door of Hope Writing Group, free fiction
Suzanne Smith Henley
Thank you for who you are.
Ellen Morris Prewitt
You’re welcome 🙂