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


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 trunk and a suit case.”