Betsy Ashton

Evoking Memories

What evokes the most memories for you? Is it the sound of a bird, a person's voice? Is it the taste of a favorite food, or a not-favorite food? Is it the sight of someone's hair, a color you wore on a special day? The feel of a favorite book, worn from overreading,...

EYES WITHOUT A FACE Teaser

I find it hard to believe that not everyone has read EYES WITHOUT A FACE, my novel about a female serial killer. She tells the story in her own voice and in her own unique style. In hope of teasing more of you into reading my novel, here's the first complete chapter....

I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends

Hi, all, I know I went silent for a few weeks. Nothing wrong here at all. More like needing to clear my head and focus on two new books. And now I find myself looking for some advice. I'm closing in on final edits for the book I've been calling "Out of the Desert."...

‘Twas the Night Before Deadline

I run this poem every year in honor of all my writer peeps out there.   with apologies to CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE 'Twas the night before deadline, when all through the house Not a writer was stirring, not even his mouse; The laptop was set up on the table with care,...
Oil

Oil

When did oil become a cult substance? I mean, when did we suddenly need a gazillion oils in order to cook anything? I...

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