Pia Z. Ehrhardt's fiction and non fiction.

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Quick Links to Essays & Fiction.

Posted on June 5, 2017

Alive and well on the web: Frederick Barthelme and The 39 Steps – Oxford American Jesuit Dog – ELJ – Elm Leaves Journal The Owls of Solomon Place – Oxford American The Thunder and the Hurricane – Oxford American Ode to Swimming Naked – Oxford American The Hillendale House: Moving Out Mother – Virginia Quarterly Review Crime Watcher – The Morning News A Man – Spork Press Stop – The Literary Review After The Flood -Guernica Famous Fathers – Narrative Magazine Tell Me In Italian – Narrative Magazine When I Lived There – Mississippi Review (2006) His Hand, Restless On My Leg – Mississippi Review (2005) Ski-Doo – Mississippi Review (2004) The Water Laws – Mississippi Review (From 2001) This Life – Mississippi Review (from 1999)      

Airplane Reading: House Beautiful.

Posted on March 31, 2016

(My piece in Airplane Reading, a book of essays edited by Chris Schaberg and Mark Yakich published by Zero Books. Originating out of  the website, the book includes essays by Roxane Gay, Lucy Corin, Pam Houston, and Ander Monson, among many others.) On Sale Now. House Beautiful: When my grandfather died in 1985 my first husband didn’t go with me to the funeral. He was out of work again. “I need to keep the job hunt alive,” he said. The call came in the middle of the night from my father. I lived in New Orleans and my parents were 100 miles away in Mississippi, but we booked the same flight and rendezvoused at my airport. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d flown with…

Driveway.

Posted on January 12, 2016

Last month I took Malcolm and Andrew to the apartment in Italy where my Driveway story happened, back in the 1960s when I was eight or nine. I wasn’t sure I had the correct side of the street, but Andrew walked around the corner with me into the street below. I heard voices that sounded like the voices from that night when the neighborhood came to see the fallen car that could have killed someone but didn’t. We were in the right place.