by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 24, 2009 | obsession |
There’s something about the wash hanging outside a window that pulls me toward it–almost like the feeling I have for row houses. “The task of finding your key images is lifework,” Georgia Heard wrote. Oddly, though, with the wash, it’s...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 22, 2009 | catching moments, Dani Shapiro, journeys, place |
“Travel brings out my need for order.” Picturing the Wreck by Dani Shapiro Boarding passes, passports, confirmations. Scarves, coats, coffees, carry-ons. Phones, laptops, ipods, kindles. Chargers, adapters, converters. And then there are the liquids...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 19, 2009 | Dani Shapiro, journeys, place |
From Le Sirenuse, a hotel in Positano, Italy, that, in the dark green leather stationary folder, includes a bookmark. Imagine that. In a place as beautiful as this, that tiny nudge to pick up a book and read. Only after I take in the bookmark do I move to its quote...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 15, 2009 | catching moments, journeys, place |
“I’m so busy scribbling and crossing out I almost miss … More and more the moments come to me: how much can the right word do?” from “The Notebook” by Mary Oliver House of...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 12, 2009 | journeys, place, the day |
“Welcome to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books, Daniel.” “When a library disappears, or a bookshop closes down, when a book is consigned to oblivion, those of us who know this place, its guardians, make sure that it gets here. In this place, books no...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 9, 2009 | craft of writing |
In Georgia Heard’s book, The Revision Toolbox, she writes about “the sinking feeling that a writer gets after she reads her piece of writing and realizes that it’s not quite right.” But to me, the more important sinking feeling is the one I...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 6, 2009 | poetry, the day |
Sunny and 75 today–it is coming. Spring fever, spring break, spring board… Spring into action… Somewhere a black bear has just risen from sleep and is staring down the mountain from “Spring” by Mary Oliver in House of...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 3, 2009 | marriage, reviews |
As I was reading Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates, I felt as if I were looking through a peep-hole into another couple’s marriage. An amazing feat since it’s written in the third person. Listen to the inside of Frank’s head: “Intelligent,...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 1, 2009 | catching moments, Columbus GA, the day |
I had this lovely idea for a March first post, a sort of spring-is-on-the-way kind of thing, and this morning I stubbornly forged ahead with it. I mean, I’d planned it, been thinking about it for days. In fact, I posted it for a few minutes–complete with...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 26, 2009 | reading |
It doesn’t bother me not to finish a book. I have so many I want to read, not to mention reread. And if I don’t like a book, I want it out of the house. The faster, the better. Toss–feed the buzzards. One exception: If it is a universally...
