Let's Hear It: Stories by Texas Women WritersSylvia Ann Grider, Lou Halsell Rodenberger "Fig newtons" of the imagination and of memory abound in this marvelous collection of twenty-two stories by Texas women. "Fig newtons" such as the magical moment when a dying grandmother teaches Sue Ellen to dance, the red shoes Tammy the Tupperware Princess dons in New Orleans, the yellow thread needed to put Sue Tidwell's quilt together, or weekends of escape and sisterhood spent in El Paso's McCoy Hotel. The stories chosen here--and introduced and placed in their historical and literary context by editors Sylvia Ann Grider and Lou Halsell Rodenberger--together weave a story of their own: the story of women's writing in the Lone Star State. From 1865, when a prescient science fiction work was serialized in the Galveston newspaper, until the present, women have written of a different Texas than the stereotypical Wild West of men's writing. Beverly Lowry, Carolyn Osborn, Annette Sanford, Denise Chavez, Katherine Anne Porter, Judy Alter, Joyce Gibson Roach, and others have told a range of stories that capture the range of circumstances, feelings, and experiences Texas women have known and lived. As Susan Wiltshire Ford writes in "The Quilt," "any grief was bearable if you could tell a story about it or make a story out of it." Texas women have borne grief and laughter, hope and memory by telling a story. Let's hear it. |
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... Letters shunted aside her powerful trilogy Pale Horse , Pale Rider in favor of J. Frank Dobie's Apache Gold and Yaqui Silver as best Texas book of the year . William Peery , a Re- naissance specialist and English professor at the ...
... Letters shunted aside her powerful trilogy Pale Horse , Pale Rider in favor of J. Frank Dobie's Apache Gold and Yaqui Silver as best Texas book of the year . William Peery , a Re- naissance specialist and English professor at the ...
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... - graphy of Texas ( 1896 ) lists no other male short - fiction writers . Men writers during the nineteenth century are cited by Raines as recorders of history , sign- ers of treaties , writers of letters , speeches , Let'" Hear It.
... - graphy of Texas ( 1896 ) lists no other male short - fiction writers . Men writers during the nineteenth century are cited by Raines as recorders of history , sign- ers of treaties , writers of letters , speeches , Let'" Hear It.
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... letters , speeches , autobiographies , sermons , and geo- logical studies , and occasionally as creators of poems and novels . It was left to such Texas women writers as Bride Taylor , Lee Harby , and Mollie E. Moore Davis to provide ...
... letters , speeches , autobiographies , sermons , and geo- logical studies , and occasionally as creators of poems and novels . It was left to such Texas women writers as Bride Taylor , Lee Harby , and Mollie E. Moore Davis to provide ...
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... Letters Gold Medal for Fiction for The Collected Stories of Katherine Anne Porter . A Texan by choice rather than birth , Loula Grace Erdman was already a recognized novelist when " The Voyager " was first published in 1950. In this ...
... Letters Gold Medal for Fiction for The Collected Stories of Katherine Anne Porter . A Texan by choice rather than birth , Loula Grace Erdman was already a recognized novelist when " The Voyager " was first published in 1950. In this ...
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... letters , and poems to newspapers and journals before she came to Texas . After her husband's death , she was a major contributor to a biogra- phical tribute to him , although she was not listed on the title page.3 Her proven writing ...
... letters , and poems to newspapers and journals before she came to Texas . After her husband's death , she was a major contributor to a biogra- phical tribute to him , although she was not listed on the title page.3 Her proven writing ...
Contents
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Winifred Balch Mahon Sanford | 135 |
Katherine Anne Porter | 154 |
Margaret Cousins | 165 |
Annette Sanford | 275 |
Joyce Gibson Roach | 293 |
Sunny Nash | 311 |
Denise Chavez | 323 |
Susan Ford Wiltshire | 341 |
Betty Holland Wiesepape | 349 |
Judith MacBain Alter | 361 |
Jan Epton Seale | 374 |
Loula Grace Erdman | 183 |
Jane Gilmore Rushing | 197 |
Beverly Lowry | 214 |
Carolyn Osborn | 231 |
Laverne Harrell Clark | 248 |
Leslie Jill Patterson | 388 |
Short Story Collections by Texas Women Writers | 403 |
Major Collections of Texas Short storm Containing Stories by Texas Women | 407 |
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Page 164 - She screamed in her sleep and sat up crying for deliverance from her torments. Dicey came, her cross, sleepy eyes half-closed, her big dark mouth pouted, thumping the floor with her thick bare feet. "I swear," she said, in a violent hoarse whisper. "What the matter with you? You need a good spankin, I swear! Wakin everybody up like this ..." Miranda was completely subjugated by her fears. She had a way of answering Dicey back. She would say, "Oh, hush up, Dicey." Or she would say, "I don't have to...
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Page 163 - the fruits of their present are in a future so far off, neither of us may live to know whether harm has been done or not.
Page 52 - My father's columns and papers are now held at the Center for American History at the University of Texas at Austin. In the present volume, his articles appear as originally published, with no substantive changes. Since his editors sometimes were inconsistent in spelling a word such as "programming," I have reconciled these discrepancies.
Page 161 - An enormous brass band seemed to explode right at Miranda's ear. She jumped, quivered, thrilled blindly and almost forgot to breathe as sound and color and smell rushed together and poured through her skin and hair and beat in her head and hands and feet and pit of her stomach. "Oh," she called out in her panic, closing her eyes and seizing Dicey's hand hard. The flaring lights burned through her lids, a roar of laughter like rage drowned out the steady raging of the drums and horns. She opened her...
Page 303 - We praise Thee, O God, For the Son of Thy love, For Jesus who died And is now gone above. Hallelujah, Thine the glory! Hallelujah, amen! Hallelujah, Thine the glory! Revive us again.
Page 156 - This constant exercise of memory seems to be the chief occupation of my mind, and all my experience seems to be simply memory, with continuity, marginal notes, constant revision and comparison of one thing with another. Now and again thousands of memories converge, harmonize, arrange themselves around a central idea in a coherent form, and I write a story.