Beth

  • Bloggers, Fans & Trolls

    I continuously write blogs in my head.  It’s the thing that will keep me awake on a restless night or drive me to distraction when I’ve lost focus on a dull conversation.  In those moments I wish I had paper in hand so I could begin jotting my ideas down.  Certainly, not all of them…

  • How to Kill an Angel

    I killed an angel. Yes, I did and I’m afraid it wasn’t just one. I may have killed a bushel or a herd or a pod or a flock – flock sounds about right. Ok, I killed a flock of angels over the past couple of weeks and with that news, I hang my head…

  • Thank You, My Old NY

    I wanted to make a quick post to sing the praises of a fellow blogger – a great gal who writes My Old NY Just Ain’t What She Used to Be and who also happens to be a genealogy nut.  Give her an old postcard or photo and she’s on its tail tracking it down through history…

  • A Drought Jingle

    As a people we’re usually good at putting a good spin on things.  Whether it’s the government convincing us that something unnecessary is a fine idea (DDT anyone?) or we’re trying to cover up for that family member who did something embarrassing. A tornado? Global devastation? We can make it fun!  A good PR firm…

  • Flags of Our Fathers (and Mothers)

    My family fought in the Civil War under the Confederate flag and we lost, if that’s how you want to look at it.  Personally, I don’t see it that way.  My family comes from the south – from South Carolina, Alabama, Georgia and eventually landed here in Texas.  Our family stories from that time mostly…

  • iColossus

    For over a week now I’ve been telling myself I’m getting a MacBook Pro.  My rationale – I need it to be successful in the Sketch Writing 101 class.  That’s solid logic.  I mean, I’ve seen the class set-up before and watched in awe as various students whipped out their laptops. Now those are writers.…

  • Sketch Writing & Ponies

    Next Tuesday I start a Sketch Writing class.  Let me tell you what, I’m a little intimidated.  First, among my friends I’m not “the writer”, that honor belongs to someone else.  I’m not even the artist or the photographer or the actor or the musician. In fact the only title I’ve managed to wrangle is…

  • A Bad Day, A Perfect Night

    Yesterday I was having a day.  The kind of day that starts off rocky and isn’t on track to right itself soon.  The kind of day that tries to club you over the head and dump you on the side of the road.  The kind of day where a little rain cloud stalks you. The…

  • The Things I Love

    Finding the perfect gift can be challenging at times.  I’m one of those people who strives not to give next year’s white elephant gift or Goodwill donation.  Like many, I’m not always successful, but I have to admit that  lately I kinda feel like slugging myself in the shoulder while giving myself a sly little…

  • I’m Also Neurotic

    I’m going to come clean about something: I’m a bit neurotic. Now some of you just choked on the “a bit” part and I want to let you know I think you’re mean, I know who you are and I’m eyeballing you. Yes, that’s right. Eyeballing you. I was fessing up to my behavior to…