“Hills Like White Elephants” is a short story by Ernest Hemingway. It was first published in August 1927, in the literary magazine transition, then later in the 1927 short story collection Men Without Women.
Hemingway wrote vibrant stories filled with interesting and well defined characters. I actually majored in English and Engineering in college and owned a company that did photography as well as manuscripts for magazines, newspapers and books. I’ve been thinking about how I am struggling to prepare and put these blogs together. I suddenly realized when I write for anyone else, the words come with ease. Yet when I try to write for myself, I am blocked and can’t seem to put the words together. However, during college I had no trouble writing long articles. So this morning I decided to write like I did when I owned my own company and stop the block process. Ernest Hemingway was adept at setting the stage and so am I but the key is to tell my story in succinct and well defined sentences. I can have hills like white elephants and great whales too!
I shall begin with the complex process of putting together a painting. Often I start with a idea and a rudimentary sketch, however, as the paint is applied the canvas takes on a life of its own. This never happened many years ago when I forced the painting into the box I had prepared for it. They never rendered the emotion or the feeling I had planned and I didn’t know why. Finally one day I saw the hills like white elephants and I let my eye see what the paint was saying. In the next blog, I will discuss the interesting conversations I have with paint or pastels as the breath of life fills the canvas.