by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 20, 2015 | 1 true thing, provincetown |
It’s a travel day. I’m headed home to Georgia from my writing week in Provincetown. And I enjoy these days. I adore airports. I like all the activity. It’s surprising that some people can get on a plane with only a small purse. I can’t imagine...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 19, 2015 | 1 true thing |
In the interest of the whole truth, I must follow my being rich in family with my equally strong need/desire for time to myself. I’ve always felt this. The summer I was a brand-new teen-ager, I set off to Vermont by myself for two months of camp. My last year as...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 18, 2015 | 1 true thing, memory |
On one of my birthdays, Lilli, my grandmother, wrote me a several-page letter (blue ink, a schoolteacher’s script) about the day I was born in Rapid City, South Dakota, her and my grandfather’s trip to see me, and our trip back to Georgia three weeks...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 17, 2015 | 1 true thing, essays |
One of the hands pushing me toward this new daily practice was Roxane Gay’s book of essays, Bad Feminist. I’ve been reading it slowly over the last six weeks, and I gave copies as Christmas gifts. I’m reading Roxane’s book on my Kindle. I know,...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 16, 2015 | 1 true thing |
~ 365 true things about me
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 15, 2015 | 1 true thing |
I’ve never kept a journal. BECAUSE I NEVER WANTED ANYONE TO FIND IT! Anyone. So basically this whole project scares me to death. You’d think I’d be worried about the dailiness of it, the commitment (and I can see how that could shape up to be a real...
