by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 29, 2010 | craft of writing, details, journeys, stories, time |
Before I jump into the story, I’d just like to say that what follows are my notes–opinion not fact. And I hope to hear more opinions from you. Also, LONGEST POST EVER ALERT (I suggest a beverage of some sort, maybe a snack) and SPOILER ALERT:...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 13, 2010 | Columbus GA, place, the day, time |
At 10:15, this day appears to be another one of those where I feel like my right arm is going in one direction and my left in completely the opposite, the same with my legs, and my head just might explode. I want to do so many things ALL AT ONE TIME. Each thing I do...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 27, 2009 | craft of writing, life, mfa, place, time |
As some of you know, French was my first passion. The summers after seventh, eighth, and ninth grades I spent seven to nine weeks in Ferrisburg, Vermont at Ecole Champlain, a French camp on Lake Champlain. I just loved it. While I was there, I had the opportunity to...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 24, 2009 | details, the day, time |
You can read Dylan Thomas’ story “A Child’s Christmas in Wales” online. You can also listen to the author read a substantial excerpt from the 1952 recording. In addition, you can hear the interesting story of how this recording came to be in...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 17, 2009 | catching moments, life, memoir, time |
My husband just forwarded me an email, sent to him by a law school and golfing buddy, with a YouTube video of Katrina Kenison, the long-time editor of the Best American Short Story series, reading a seven-minute excerpt from her new memoir. As an antidote to these...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 11, 2009 | Dani Shapiro, life, time |
Behind me climbs a tower of papers, each one containing a thought or a quote or an article that I want to write about here. A few minutes ago, I started shuffling through the stack. About midway down, I stopped on a piece of graph paper on which I had scrawled these...
