Archives for February 2012

My Inner Polonius

Sometimes I feel like one part of my brain is trying to give advice to the other part of my brain, and the other part of my brain isn’t listening.

No, I’m not!

Yes, you are!


You know what I mean, right? Right?

*tap, tap, tap* Is this thing on?

Anyway, it’s like I have an inner parent nagging at an inner adolescent who refuses to pay attention. And if that’s not bad enough, yesterday I realized that much of my inner parent’s advice to my inner adolescent is a scary mimic of Polonius’s advice to his son Laertes in Shakespeare’s play, Hamlet.

Now THAT set me back a little bit, I’ll admit. But I’ll prove it to you. First Polonius, then inner parent Betsy.

10 Reasons Why I Love Romance Novels



So, I kind of decided that I’m probably going to give up reading romance novels for Lent.

I usually try to give up something I like for Lent, but this year it was hard because I’ve already changed a lot of stuff. There just wasn’t much left.

After some thought, I decided to give up reading romances. I know, I know. It might sound silly to you, but it really will be a sacrifice. Romances are pretty much all I read, and Nalini Singh has a new book coming out on February 28th. Now I’m going to have to wait to get it from the library.

A Brief Status Update

As you may, or may not, know (or care), I’m in the throes of several “Betsy makeover” initiatives this year. With luck, they will help me release my inner Betsy.

Roar like a lioness, Betsy! Roar!


Hey, it’s a start.

Since I have taken to spewing my personal angst all over cyberspace, I thought I would give you a brief update on how I’m doing as I work towards my three main goals.


Writing Through The Drama

It’s really hard for me to try to write when I’m feeling extremes of emotion.   The emotion can be either end of the scale.  If I’m feeling extremely happy or excited, I’m all jittery inside, or I just can’t make myself sit down at the computer.  If I’m extremely upset or angry, then it’s hard to put it aside and find my rhythm.

I think that’s because writing, as with any creative endeavor, requires you to enter what is almost a different state of consciousness.  As I write, I feel myself sinking into the characters and the situations in which they find themselves.  If I’m in a good, stable, peaceful frame of mind it is much simpler (although never simple) to push through the closet of coats and break out into Narnia.  If I’m in an extreme state of emotion, well, it ain’t pretty.

Scars of Love

As you may know from previous posts, I like to look at trees as I’m out bummeling around the walking trail.  One day I happened to notice the tree in this photograph, and it made me think.

L.A.D. and K.M. loved each other enough to carve evidence of that fact in the bark of this tree.  When they carved their sign, it hurt the tree.  But the tree healed and is healthy, although the marks are still there.  The marks will be there for a long time.  It is a young tree, but there’s no telling how long they’ve been there already. Maybe L.A.D and K.M. have grown apart and forgotten their love.  But the scars they left behind remain.

Wisdom From James

I’ve been thinking a lot about James Allen this week.

James Allen was a British philosophical writer, born in 1864. I stumbled across him originally when I found a quote from him on the back of a Celestial Seasonings tea box. As I continued reading his work, I found that a lot of what he wrote resonates with me.

So, because I’ve been thinking about him and what he had to say, I’d like to share some wisdom from James with you. These excerpts are from his best-known work,  “As A Man Thinketh”: