by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 11, 2016 | 1 true thing, poetry, provincetown |
Throughout the year, I’ve resisted thinking about the next day’s post so I wouldn’t scare stuff away. It’s what I have to do when I get really close to something writing fiction–under no circumstance do you think; stop thinking and just...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 10, 2016 | 1 true thing, provincetown |
It always feels like such a miracle when I’m on a plane for the first time after the holidays–to know that I’ve actually managed to emerge whole and intact from all that fun, but concentrated, togetherness. No matter how exhausted I am, it’s...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 9, 2016 | 1 true thing |
As part of bringing this year to a close, I wanted to read all the true things, one after another. To make it easier, I printed them. 15 pages worth. These truths are of all different weights and measures. I began to visualize a chart with all the truths running down...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 8, 2016 | 1 true thing |
I’ve been looking over the posts from the last year, and although my intention was to use a title for a post only once, it appears that I accidentally reused at least the word comfortable. Which was the subject of both #56 about life and #242 about clothes. I...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 7, 2016 | 1 true thing, memoir, memory |
During the past year, whenever I would say to Cal that I had no idea what to write about, he would always say, “You can write about how wonderful I am.” Which of course isn’t a true thing about me. Nor is it a true thing about him. Okay, okay. Truth....
