Betsy Ashton

Why I’m Glad My Mother Didn’t Name Me Grace

My father, who exited my life about nine months after I made my appearance on the world stage, wanted to name me Grace after his mother. My mother wanted to name be Elizabeth after one of her sisters. My mother won. I drew the name Elizabeth Ann, instead of Grace...

Vampire Bites

I want to write about vampires. We are surrounded by them. They are everywhere, draining our energy, demanding our time. I'm not thinking about the gorgeous undead like the Vampire Lestat. I'm thinking about the vampires that think we have time enough on our hands to...

Book Hoarding

Hi, my name is Betsy. Hi, Betsy. I am a book hoarder. I have books dating to my childhood. They're right next to my childhood teddy bear. I lost a lot of books decades ago when a pipe broke and drowned a bookcase. Fortunately, some of my childhood favs survived. I...

Acorns and Other Nuts

My house is surrounded by oak trees. Really tall oak trees. When we built in 2000, we wanted to save as many as possible. Part of the decision rested on my husband's desire not to mow grass any longer. Grass doesn't grow in a forest. I wanted to save trees because...

Mixed messages

Imagine that you have a novel coming out. Imagine Publishers Weekly giving you a review. Imagine it reads something...

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