by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Sep 11, 2010 | craft of writing, Pam Houston |
Well, it’s Saturday, the last day the ten of us will be together at Pam Houston’s ranch in Creede, Colorado. Lots of reading and little extra time. Our next meeting will be seven days instead of six. I’m up early to finish reading manuscripts. Two...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Sep 1, 2010 | How We Spend Our Days |
Annie Dillard wrote, “How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.” On the first of each month, Catching Days hosts a guest writer in the series, “How We Spend Our Days.” Today, please welcome writer Louise W. Knight: Today I’m dealing with lists. I...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 30, 2010 | place |
At the beginning of summer, Ari Weinzweig wrote about Eudora Welty’s potato salad in the Atlantic. He did not list the ingredients as I do below; instead he wrote sentences about them. “As always, for me, the story behind the food is...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 27, 2010 | reviews |
Jane Addams was a political activist who worked toward, and spoke out, for social justice, including women’s suffrage. I had heard of her but had no idea… In Jane Addams: Spirit in Action by Louise W. Knight, I discovered that Jane cofounded the NAACP and...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 26, 2010 | life |
I don’t hear much about biographies anymore–or autobiographies. Now it’s all about memoir. Not the whole life but a slant on it. Still, biographies are being written. A Pulitzer Prize is given each year for a biography. In 2010, the prize went to The...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 23, 2010 | details, shapes |
In a 1984 Paris Review interview, the writer James Baldwin said the following: I remember standing on a street corner with the black painter Beauford Delaney down in the Village, waiting for the light to change, and he pointed down and said, “Look.” I looked and all I...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 22, 2010 | details |
I painted my toenails orange for June, green for July. They’re sporting yellow polish at the moment. I broke three of my toes growing up–one when I put my bare feet down to stop a swing. My second toes are longer than my big toes, although not by much....
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 18, 2010 | Columbus GA, poetry, the day |
“let me catch sight of you again going over the wall and before the garden is extinct and the woods are figures guttering on a screen let my words find their own places in the silence after the animals” from “Vixen” by W. S....
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 17, 2010 | the day |
