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The ancestors sing
and arrive by mail
Feb 22 • Martha Conway
Football and the Parallel Universe
I can’t say much about football.
Feb 9 • Martha Conway

January 2026

Bit o'Inspiration
Your voice as stained glass
Jan 30 • Martha Conway
Cut whatever bores you
my 2026 writing rules
Jan 20 • Martha Conway

December 2025

A thing is a thing
I was walking down the street and I noticed a young girl—eight or nine years old, I’d guess—moving her arms around in different poses on the sidewalk…
Dec 18, 2025 • Martha Conway
McDog
Yup, that's his name
Dec 12, 2025 • Martha Conway

November 2025

Now We Are 100
My sister Therese, chronicler of the Stories of Elmford, has a phrase she likes to use: “Gifted with a magic oomph.” I have that phrase taped up under…
Nov 14, 2025 • Martha Conway
Hello darkness
my old friend
Nov 2, 2025 • Martha Conway

October 2025

I bite fascists
(still missing my dog)
Oct 19, 2025 • Martha Conway

September 2025

"This was after I was already not there"
So said a friend of mine about something that happened at her former place of work.
Sep 26, 2025 • Martha Conway

August 2025

AI Ate My Baby
I was working on a novel that takes place in Germany in the 17th century and I thought: How would ChatGPT write a letter that takes place at this time?
Aug 23, 2025 • Martha Conway
You do not have to be good
I told my kids
Aug 17, 2025 • Martha Conway
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