Ellen Gilchrist
Ellen Gilchrist
Ellen Gilchristis an American novelist, short story writer, and poet. She won a National Book Award for her 1984 collection of short stories, Victory Over Japan...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth20 February 1935
CountryUnited States of America
coast except seems south
The Mississippi coast is not like south Florida, but it always seems warm enough for sandals and short-sleeved shirts, except for now and then.
babies children conceive dressing nursing taking whether writers
I can't conceive of nursing babies and taking care of children and writing, too. I know there are writers that do that, but I'm too single-minded. I can't stand to be interrupted, whether I'm writing a story or dressing a child.
drawers kept pages since suppose
Ever since I was a child, I've kept boxes and drawers and pages of things that I liked. I suppose that it constitutes a journal of sorts, but it's not in a ledger or a notebook.
visit
My childhood is in my brother's house, and I like to visit there and be reminded.
alabama both home north northwest
My ancestors are Highland Scots, and my father's home in north Alabama is so much like northwest Arkansas. I have the same allergies in both places.
love
I love New York, but I wish they wouldn't put clothes on their dogs.
habit knowing life lived
I have lived most of my life in small towns, and I'm in the habit of knowing and talking to everyone.
great honored work
Having your work honored nationally is a great morale booster.
beauty schools
In the schools of small Midwestern towns, the only aristocracies are of beauty, intelligence, and athletic prowess.
I never thought it was unusual to write, and I've been writing or pretending to write since before I even started school.
fighting hills love people snow
I love Fayetteville. I like hills and vistas and hardworking people and fighting snow in winter and chiggers in the summer.
inspirational men levels
At one level inspiration is the ability to see beauty and mystery in everything men and women do.
work
Work is the thing that stays. Work is the thing that sees us through.
wise baby race
The human race is just getting started.... The cerebral cortex is only a hundred thousand years old. It's still a baby, sucking teat and eating Cheerios. We might get better, maybe even wise, if we can last another thousand years.