Tag: Writing

SCRIPT: Under Surveillance

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Disclaimer: This Story is a Work of Fiction, Except for the Parts that Aren’t. -- EXT: Daytime -- A busy street in Bangkok, Thailand. A short man with dark hair and a designer messenger bag strapped to his chest hops on a scooter and takes off across town. The scenery...Read More

BLOG: Jeeves, Get the Whiskey

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Thursday. Post-election. Full Moon. Lantern festival last night. We have all the ingredients we need to make some grade-A Irish Bog Witch's Brew. I followed my regular writing routine yesterday. Coffee stand in the morning. A bit of yoga to calm the mind and get focused. Giant salad for lunch....Read More

BLOG: A New Hope

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Wednesday in Thailand. It is still Tuesday in the US. Election Day. A New Hope for the Future comes to us today from New York City. It is the only good news I have received from home in a very long while. We are all New Yorkers today. The news...Read More

BLOG: Riddle Me This, Batman

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Tuesday morning. At the coffee stand, which is open again. I am sitting here processing the events of yesterday and last night. Yesterday I sat on the rooftop with my neighbor, who is from Chicago. Nothing interesting of note took place. We were just talking. He only said, “Everyone at...Read More

BLOG: Irish Bog Witch Life

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Monday morning. My coffee stand is closed again today. She is getting a fabulous renovation makeover. Thrilled for her. Meanwhile, I’ve found a cozy spot by the train station where I can watch as many people as possible pass me by without notice. Love that for me. I spent the...Read More

BLOG: Hot Beef Stew

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Sunday afternoon. I found an Irish Pub that does Bloody Mary’s, finally. I have a spot outside on the patio where I can sit and watch the street. Nothing interesting has happened so far. Mostly it’s just me sitting here giggling over the fact that I ordered the hot beef...Read More

BLOG: Send Him to the Island

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Thursday afternoon. Sitting in my loft after meditating for awhile. I just let the answers come to me now. It’s such a relief to not have to clear away any anger for once. It’s just there. Mr. Irish Guy appeared to me. He had this very powerful aura around him...Read More