by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 11, 2012 | catching moments, journeys, life, the day, truth |
One thing I know for sure: I do not like large groups. Socializing sucks my brain cells and replaces them with that noise that used to come on TVs after a station had gone off the air. But talking to one or two or even three people at the edge of the bar, our feet on...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 27, 2012 | catching moments, place, provincetown |
This post is made possible by two friends: Jodi Paloni took these photos of the Days’ Cottages this winter, and Darrelyn Saloom recently taught me how to insert a slideshow into a blog post. Many thanks. This slideshow requires JavaScript. shuttered windows and...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 8, 2012 | accumulation, catching moments |
I have a basket where I pile things that need to be done–bills, invitations, bank statements, receipts, hotel and airline confirmations, soccer schedules. Generally, the plan is that I go through it once a week. Well, there was Christmas, then Vermont, then a...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 26, 2012 | catching moments, craft of writing, details, stories |
I want to slow things down. I was planning on writing a post on several stories in Alan Heathcock’s debut collection, Volt, but I think I’ll just look at the first story. “The Staying Freight”–I love the title–was first published in...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 9, 2011 | catching moments, Columbus GA, poetry |
A week ago, I was so struck, as I came up over a hill, to actually be able to see the end of the storm–see it in the sky. At its source. Rather than notice the rain had stopped or it was getting lighter outside. Sometimes it’s easy to see the endings of...
