No one would say I'm a poet. I'm not, but occasionally I write something that goes beyond my standard doggerel. I'm...
Writing
Wait! You’re A Writer?
All of us who write get a series of questions, most of which are asked out of curiosity, a few out of envy, and even...
The Power of We
It's such a tiny word. We. W and E. And yet, it's such a powerful concept. It's the power of more than one doing...
World Building Or Worldview
Hi, my name is Betsy, and I suck at world building. I can no more create a mysterious land, populate it with rare and...
If Writing Is An Art,
then editing is a craft. For me, writing the initial draft of any work brings me a freedom to put anything, and I do...
Loving Our Bad Boys
Why is it that we fall in love with our bad boys? I don't mean in real life, although that was true once for me when I...
Getting Inside Your Character’s Heads
Any of you who have read my work know I love writing in the first person singular. Why? Because I can get deeply...
Thinking About Schools
Schools have been on my mind lately. Part nostalgia, part not. I clearly remember the first school I attended. I think...
Bright, Shiny Objects
I was going to call this post, "Bright Shiny Balls," but I thought some people might take offense. Or not, as the case...
Swim Lanes, or How To Keep Order in Your Writing
Nearly anyone who has worked as a consultant knows that projects are broken down into sections, with those sections...
Seasonal Haiku
It's time for something light. Days are getting longer, a minute or two each day. Tempers are getting shorter, because...
An Interview With An Author, Part II
Welcome back. I'm your Intrepid Reporter interviewing Betsy Ashton, author of the incredibly chilling EYES WITHOUT A...