Betsy Ashton

Twas the Night Before Deadline

I always rerun this post just before Christmas in honor of the angst my fellow writers and I often feel. I hope you enjoy it. with apologies to CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE 'Twas the night before deadline, when all through the house Not a writer was stirring, not even...

Breathing Life Back Into This Blog

After an absence longer that I thought it would be, I'm resurrecting this blog. During the pandemic last year, I wrote and never posted a series of essays about what was happening. I didn't post them because I thought we had enough voices commenting on all things...

Introducing BETRAYAL

It took longer than I thought, but at last I can announce that my latest thriller, BETRAYAL, is days away from publication. It's nearly a year late, partly because of COVID (no, neither I nor my family have been ill), partly because of COVID malaise. I'd write and...

#LookingBack at 2020

Do you remember...Oh, stop rolling your eyes. This is not an "OK, Boomer" post. It's about 2020. Do you remember when being in quarantine was cool? When we first heard about this new thing called the novel coronavirus, we ignored it. What's that? Why was it called...