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 | May 13, 2014 | craft of writing, Dani Shapiro, memoir, the day |
Still Writing is Dani Shapiro’s most recent book, a book she described at AWP as a “love letter to her tribe,” a book I might have bought just for its cover, a book that’s part inspiration, part memoir, part meditation, part craft. But to me,...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Sep 10, 2013 | journeys, obsession, place, provincetown, the day |
MY FAVORITE POST over the years is the one I wrote about the Days’ Cottages before I ever stayed in one of the cottages. The story below reminds me–a person who normally belabors decisions–that sometimes the truest way to the heart is the first thing...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 9, 2013 | Pam Houston, provincetown, reading, the day |
Hey to all the new readers and followers who found Catching Days by way of Freshly Pressed! Thanks for your comments and your likes. I hope each of you will be back. And a big thank you to Freshly Pressed for highlighting Nichole Bernier’s post in the How We...
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by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Nov 21, 2012 | place, the day |
