Wednesday, October 7, 2009

The Last Enemy


I am pleased to report that I removed this post because it has been accepted for publication in the upcoming issue of Relief.  If you want to read the essay, I suppose you'll just have to purchase a copy when it becomes available. (Woohoo!)

11 comments:

Lisa Ohlen Harris said...

Hannah,

Now that you've begun to write I hope you'll never stop. This made my day.

Lisa

Raising Six said...

Thank you cousin.

Brittany Martin said...

I don't think your tomato looks "frost-kissed," more "heirloom." I bet you've doubled their value for the farmer's market, like "vintage" jeans with holes already cut in them.

Dale said...

Oh. My. Word. Hannah, one of the most glorious things I've read in ages. It gave me goosebumps. It sings with the harmony of truth, goodness and beauty. But, Honeychile', don't let those green tomatoes freeze. Fry 'em.
http://southernfood.about.com/od/greentomatoes/r/bl10712a.htm

Erika said...

I'm so glad your back, this was lovely. I wish I was a writer.

thehidester said...

Wow, I don't think I have ever thought of my shriveled, yellow tomato plants in quite that way....love the spice thing.

Anonymous said...

OK, so the "Hidester" is actually Aunt Brenda...sorry.

k said...

WOW! May I have a signed copy of your first book? I'm ready to trun the page:)

k said...

I need to learn to check my spelling

Kjerste said...

If you put your tomatoes in a brown paper bag, they'll ripen much more nicely than if you put them on a windowsill in the sun. You can actually pick anything that has a hint of yellow or fading green.

Nice post!

Bev Atwood said...

Lovely writing. I'm proud of you. Love, Mom

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