by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Apr 26, 2021 | about the current writer, provincetown, reading |
I have been looking into schedules. Even when we read physics, we inquire of each least particle, What then shall I do this morning? How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing. A schedule...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jun 23, 2020 | essays, journeys, place, provincetown, the day |
Yesterday, I flew on a plane for the first time in over three months. 111 days to be exact. But of course, the number of days one has abstained from something is irrelevant when deciding whether or not it’s safe. Since my grandmother took me to Europe for one of...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Oct 23, 2018 | life, provincetown |
Until today, my reading list suggested I had stopped reading sometime in February. What actually happened was this. On January 4th, a serious nor’easter hit Provincetown. The main problem was flooding, and my house is up on stilts. So I wasn’t worried. The...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | May 11, 2017 | craft of writing, my writing, novels, poetry, provincetown |
Another amazing week in Provincetown–this one including a visit from a friend. Number one on my agenda was reading through my novel. Happy to report the beginning is still WORKING! But solve one problem and you can see another… This time the middle seemed...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Apr 11, 2017 | my writing, novels, provincetown |
I’ve just cleared off my desk leaving only my novel notes, hoping I will focus on that and not set off into one of my twenty-seven other enticing projects, each enclosed in a separate, clear plastic folder. Of course my computer is still on the desk, so here I...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Apr 6, 2017 | provincetown |
Yesterday, when Cal left early, I had lots of plans. But turns out I had no interest in sitting down to work, no interest in starting any of my hundreds of projects. Instead, I washed towels and shook rugs and changed sheets and swept. It’s the first time...
