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 …

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.”