by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 9, 2008 | continuous life, Dani Shapiro |
My favorite passage in Virginia Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway: “Do you remember the lake? she said, in an abrupt voice, under pressure of an emotion which caught her heart, made the muscles of her throat stiff, and contracted her lips in a spasm as she said...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 6, 2008 | my writing, stories |
My story, “Into the Woods,” appears in Storyglossia’s Issue 32, December 2008. Here’s how it starts: Georgia was putting Tyler’s baseball schedule into her computer when she heard the racing of a car’s engine, followed by the squeal of tires...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 3, 2008 | first novels, reviews |
How do you tell a story? First sentence: “The man arrived after morning prayers.” The first paragraph goes on to paint the scene of that morning. “The man waited, and the boys watched…” The second paragraph drops back to explain: ...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 1, 2008 | poetry |
Sunny and cold. The long, December shadows of bare trees run far away from the woods. So begins Ted Kooser’s short poem, “December 1.” In the fall of 1998, as he was recovering from cancer, Ted Kooser, still six years away from being the thirteenth...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Nov 28, 2008 | Pam Houston, reviews |
I just finished Toni Morrison’s new novel, A Mercy. Which was amazing. Yet I now regret that, while I was reading it, I spent so much time trying to figure out the story. I believe that if I had just let myself succumb to the effect of the words, the story...
