Betsy Ashton

This blog spawns from a series of discussions I had over the past few months with newbie writers. None had published anything; all had grand dreams of hitting that ball out of the park, a home run the first time out. I can belabor the baseball metaphor endlessly, but...

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, In hopes that the words soon would appear.   The images were nestled...

I've been thinking about prayer circles lately. They come in all flavors and colors. Some are built around discussion and the calling of names of those we hold dear and protect. Others begin and end with meditation, with long periods of discussion in between. Still...

After people complained about me exercising my Constitutional rights to freedom of speech when I posted the open letter to the president-elect, I decided to write the most benign post I could think of. Kitties are safe, unless I rile the dog people. And if I do, get a...