Hi, my name is Betsy, and I suck at world building. I can no more create a mysterious land, populate it with rare and...

Hi, my name is Betsy, and I suck at world building. I can no more create a mysterious land, populate it with rare and...
then editing is a craft. For me, writing the initial draft of any work brings me a freedom to put anything, and I do...
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...
For the longest time, I've avoided talking about my books, interviewing authors, writing about what I read. It's time...
For the next month I will be heads down editing a manuscript to send to my publisher. If you've never been in my...
I recently spoke to a local book club about writing my Mad Max series of mysteries. Their questions were so astute...
Every year on February 15, I run this poem somewhere. It might be on FB, on Wattpad, here on my blog. Why? Because on...
Last week I wrote about the conundrum I faced growing up. I loved my dear grandmother, but as I came to adulthood, I...
I missed last week because I was away on vacation. No, I don't announce it on social media or send pics from places I...
The following poem is one I run every year at this time. I usually read it at events honoring Dr. King, but I had to...
It is said that when a writer dies, an entire library dies with her. It may be a cliche, but it is true. Take away a...
This blog spawns from a series of discussions I had over the past few months with newbie writers. None had published...