by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 3, 2016 | 1 true thing |
If you can believe it, we’re down to the last ten posts in this practice. And for these last days, I’m going to look back a bit at the past year–a year in which I joined my selves together–past, present, and future. Mary Gordon said it so well...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Oct 4, 2015 | 1 true thing |
So I’m down to the last hundred posts in this year of catching me–this year of looking at the photos, digging up memories, finding the words to fill in the spaces. I’m taking up more room these days. And I’m more comfortable. I’m...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 31, 2015 | 1 true thing, provincetown |
When my youngest child entered high school and I could see that in four short years I would no longer be tethered to this house and to the school year, for the first time since my early twenties, I began to think about what kind of life I wanted. Have I mentioned that...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jul 17, 2010 | continuous life, journeys, life, memory, place, time, truth |
I walk every step of what used to be the camp, of what is now Kingsland Bay State Park. Then I sit in a white Adirondack chair with my pen and paper, looking across the bord de l’eau to the Adirondacks. I bring my vision in to the flag pole cemented to the ground. The...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 9, 2008 | continuous life, Dani Shapiro |
My favorite passage in Virginia Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway: “Do you remember the lake? she said, in an abrupt voice, under pressure of an emotion which caught her heart, made the muscles of her throat stiff, and contracted her lips in a spasm as she said...
