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 … Continue reading 300 short stories: story 284


300 short stories:: story 126

story: Hills Like White Elephants   author: Ernest Hemingway year: 1927 where: the ride north from Barcelona note: ...when in Spain, and coincidentally, I tried anise liquor for the first time in Paris a couple weeks ago at a beautiful small place called Tintamarre! a line: “Everything tastes of licorice. Especially all the things you’ve waited so long for, like absinthe.”

100 days 100 short stories:: story twenty-six

story: My Old Man  author: Ernest Hemingway year: 1923 where: kitchen table, Italy note: suit case the word is still separated in 1923 a line: “And three days later we left Milan for good on the Turin train for Paris, after an auction sale out in front of Turner's stables of everything we couldn't get into a … Continue reading 100 days 100 short stories:: story twenty-six