Afternoons by the Bellamy
I am a toddler, clad in strawberry-print pants and my favorite sparkly red boots. I am walking– rather, bouncing–hand in hand with my mother, through rows of shelves at the Dover Public Library. She...
View ArticleStranger Than Fiction
To be perfectly honest, I remember very little about the actual “learning to read” process that took place sometime between kindergarten and 1st grade. I do, however, remember teachers, librarians,...
View ArticleRead it as soon as you can, but don’t let it influence your own story
Then end of Book One XVII from the perspective of: The Author Ántonia worked all that spring and summer. We never saw much of her during that time and when we did it was only through a layer of sweat...
View ArticleÁntonia’s Education
The portion I chose to re-write pertains to Ántonia’s education. I don’t know why this particular scene in My Ántonia stuck with me; I think maybe it spawned from our course, gender and sexuality...
View ArticleA different kind of value
I’ve rewritten part II of book II from Antonia’s point of view. ** Ambrosch’s decided that I’m to live with the Harling family as their hired girl. I’m not happy about it – I do just fine as hired help...
View ArticleA Part of Something Entire
Jim’s moment of reflection in the garden, as seen by his grandmother: Jim lies in the garden, a wash of sun spilling over his pale features. I can only see the slight rise and fall of his chest as he...
View ArticleNothing Wrong
It began with that Ole Benson showing up every day in the field where I was herding and trying to help with the cattle. I didn’t need his help, really, but I didn’t know what else to do. I suppose that...
View ArticlePorch Talk
“My goodness what a businessman that Ambrosch thinks he is.” I laughed to the company sitting around my porch. It was late already, the sun had stopped attacking us hours ago. Frances and I had just...
View ArticleWidow Quin and Pegeen are getting catty…
The scene that made me laugh the most was when Pegeen and Widow Quin physically fight over Christy. Both women embody such unchecked brashness, and their animated discussion rises almost to the verge...
View ArticleThe Coat Room Scene: Lily’s Perspective
—Is it snowing again, Mr. Con-ner-roy? asked Lily. A snide smirk spread across Gabriel’s lips, making Lily’s face flush. Lily was annoyed by his pretentiousness, but she was too stubborn to show that...
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