by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 17, 2015 | 1 true thing |
When I set my mind to something, I go after it–whatever it is–and I seldom take no for an answer. My mother was ecstatic when I got my driver’s license. If we can’t do it this week, —how about next week? How can you possibly know when...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 16, 2015 | 1 true thing |
I cannot do math. The only way I passed 8th grade Algebra was by going to extra help every day. I did take Calculus as a senior, but these days when I add 2 and 2, I’m likely to get 5. It’s like I have no common sense in the area of numbers. ~ 365 true...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 15, 2015 | 1 true thing |
From the archives Until I See What I Say September 16, 2008 One of the reasons I write is to find out what I’m thinking, what I mean to say, and then to be able to hold onto it. When I talk, I often repeat myself with such slight variations that it must be...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 14, 2015 | 1 true thing, my writing |
In January of 2013, I started a new novel, working on it for eighteen months like a woman possessed. In September of last year, when I said it was ready, my agent sent it to just a few editors. While it was out, I took a four-month break. The novel didn’t sell...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 13, 2015 | 1 true thing, provincetown |
It’s seven on a Friday night, possibly the latest I’ve ever waited to come here. The reason: I’m sick. Just a cold with a bad cough, chills, body aches. But it’s the third time in nine weeks and this is the worst. I spent two hours at the...
