by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Sep 22, 2008 | reading, the day |
September 22, 2008–the autumnal equinox–fall at last. My favorite season. And it felt like fall this morning. Canada geese flying over. The first leaves changing color. It’s no surprise that in two of my all-time favorite books, the authors write...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Sep 21, 2008 | catching moments, reading |
At the end of The Hours, in the Acknowledgments, Michael Cunningham thanks Three Lives and Company for being in existence. He describes this bookstore as “…a sanctuary and, to me, the center of the universe. It has for some time been the most reliable...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Sep 16, 2008 | reading |
One of the reasons I write is to find out what I’m thinking, what I mean to say, and then to be able to hold onto it. When I talk, I often repeat myself with such slight variations that it must be maddening to a listener. I tend to want to summarize. I want to...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Sep 14, 2008 | catching moments, reading |
Last Sunday I was looking through Ellen Gilchrist’s Falling Through Space trying to find the passage where she writes about getting down on the floor to play with her books. Well, I couldn’t find it, but in the process, I discovered that Falling Through...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Sep 11, 2008 | memory, reading, the day |
“He said, ‘It still looks like an accident, the first one. Even from this distance, way outside the thing, how many days later, I’m standing here thinking it’s an accident.’ ‘Because it has to be.’ ‘It has to be,’...
