Beth Anderson is passionate about words, art, music, photography and much more. Beth spins stories as she did during a quarter of a century teaching high school English students. Her mystery-in-progress, The Quarry’s Child, draws on her love of swimming, lakes, art, and the quest for answers. Beth is one of the founding members of the Upper Hudson Valley Chapter of Sisters in Crime, a graduate of the FBI Citizens Academy, a survivor of a visit to an active aircraft carrier while it was at sea, and a published poet in Soundings, a literary journal.
My Latest Posts
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- We, the Women…The Winter Olympics were recently contested in Italy. As a fan of sport, I enjoy watching them and continue to marvel at the prowess of the athletes. And always, I…More
- Impertinent thoughts about pertinent subjects?Some will know I took a break from blogging. There were some things that required my attention. I’ve been involved with self-reflection. It allows me to jettison some of my…More
- Break it down…Time for me to take a break. My writing, though satisfying to me, is not reaching enough people. Friends on FB are my main readers. They are very nice to…More
- The effects of #metoo…This is for the naysayers out there who feel it is not inappropriate to objectify female children, adolescents, and adults. If you’re a heterosexual male, it is never ever allowable…More
- What’s it like?Shown below is a snippet of an article that talks about what depression feels like. If you’ve never experienced a depressive state, the article attempts to explain how it affects…More
- Should it matter?Yes, the activities ticked off the requisite boxes and yet the Alone Girl was left sadly wanting more. The Girl was aware that Junior Prom and Senior Ball events were…More
- A Dedicated Space…It’s been almost fifteen years that I vowed to have a nice area in my house to use for my creative pursuits. At that time, it was mainly for writing.…More
- True obscenity…Isn’t always a word or phrase. It may also be an act or series of acts. Coming from the Latin “obscenus,” meaning disgusting or indecent, its meaning applies to far…More
- Inner sanctum…This is the time of year when I most turn my thoughts inward and into the past. My very early life was my happiest time and I choose to keep…More
- Fraudulent, or just busy?This past August I became interested in making junk journals. They appealed to me aesthetically, I liked the idea of repurposing materials, and it was a huge challenge for me…More
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Stories Are For Eternity 