Children, like animals, use all their senses to discover the world. Then artists come along and discover it the same way all over again.
Eudora Welty
(1909-2001)
And speaking of Miss Eudora.
Here's a link to an early draft of the powerful story she wrote on the day she read Medgar Evers had been shot.
http://www.clarionledger.com/article/20130602/NEWS0107/306020016/Eudora-Welty-s-short-story-Medgar-Evers-death-From-Unknown-
If it's an Eudora Welty kind of day where you are, there are many more of her quotes on this blog. Just type her name into the search box.
Here's one I love:
http://ascattergood.blogspot.com/2011/12/true-confessions.html
OR you can click over to Brainy Quotes.
http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/e/eudora_welty.html
I think I'll revisit a few of her short stories, again this summer.
My writing inspiration for the day! How about you?
2 comments:
I got chill-bumps on top of chill-bumps.....I'll never forget this paragraph....oh, my!!!!!!!
Something dark like the wings of a bird spread on his back and pulled him down.
He climbed up once, like a man under a sheet. And I mean it was a sheet of blood,
and like blood could weigh a ton he walked with it on his back. Didn’t get no further than his door.
And fell to stay.
Lovely quote!
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