300 short stories: story 284

story: “Indian Camp”

author: Ernest Hemingway

year: 1924

where: post-Flywheel, casa dolce casa

note: For some summer fun, I’ve enrolled in Oates’ MasterClass (I have many thoughts on these classes for another time) and this short story was part of an assignment.

a line:  “’No, I don’t have any anesthetic,’ his father said. ‘But her screams are not important. I don’t hear them because they are not important.’”

theme(s): Circle of life, men and women, colonialism, childhood, death

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s