Thursday, July 21, 2016

Great classes coming to Writers Circle this summer

We are excited that our class on publishing your writing at Tri-County Community College is filled and ready to go on Saturday morning.
Lisa Long, head of the community enrichment program at TCCC is the greatest person to work with and I enjoy our conversations. Hope she makes it to this class.

We are NOW taking reservations for the Marketing class I will teach at the college on August 13. This will be an afternoon class, 1 - 4 p.m.

As we all know the hardest part of being a writer is marketing your work whether it is a poetry chapbook, a family history book, a memoir, a novel or a collection of short stories. Writers do not like trying to sell their work. Most artists have difficulty in that department. The most difficult place to market your books is in your own hometown.

If we want to reach our audience, we must learn how to do it and how to do it without spending thousands of dollars or being duped by online companies. We don't have to hire a P.R. person. Writers and poets are the best people to represent themselves and tell others about their books. Readers like to know more about the author than what they see on a book flap. In today's world, readers like to feel they know their favorite authors personally, even if it is just online from a blog or an author chat at a book signing.

In our marketing class at Tri-County College, we will discuss what is best for you to do to sell those books in your basement or in your car. We will hear from writers like you who are working on their own marketing plans.

A tip: Don't think of what the reader can do for you, think about what you can do for your reader.

For those who need help in using social media to promote yourself and your writing, Tara Lynne Groth, successful writer and marketer, SEO creator and speaker, will be at Writers Circle around the Table on August 6, 10 a.m. until 1 p.m.

The future for writers is on the Internet. Successful marketing online is not as hard as it might seem. And it won't take you hours out of each day.
Tara Lynne is extremely knowledgeable about this subject. She is personable and never makes me feel dumb when I ask her questions pertaining to my blog or other ways to build a readership.

Building a readership is the goal of writers who want to sell books. Tara Lynne will help us meet this goal.
Print out the registration form at the top of this page and mail it to Writers Circle, 581 Chatuge Lane, Hayesville, NC 28904.  You can pay with PayPal, $45.00 or send a check along with your registration form. Hurry, time is running out and we must have class minimum so we don't cancel this class.

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Great class with Carol Crawford at Writers Circle around the Table

Roger Carlton, Carol Lynn Jones, Glenda Beall, Kathy Knapp
Lorie McCabe and Bob Lew @ Writers Circle

It is always a joy to study writing with Carol Crawford, and I always learn something new. You would think that after twenty years of writing I would know all I  need to know, but anyone can learn something if they take workshops, listen and not let their ego get in the way.

Three of the students in the picture above have been students of mine at Tri-County Community College. I look forward to seeing them back in class with me later this year. 

Learning from an editor of writing gives one new insight about revision. With her advice, I think I will be a much better writer myself because I know what to look for in my work before I send it to anyone else to read. 

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Why social media for authors? Tara Lynne Groth explains.

Tara Lynne Groth

Tara Lynne Groth
Saturday, August 6
10- 1:00 p.m.
Writers Circle around the Table
Hayesville, NC 28904 

Social Media for Authors
How can authors consistently maintain a presence on popular social media sites? Learn if the demographics of your readers are on Facebook, Twitter, or other services, how to plan relevant social content based on analytics, and if automated services are right for you.

We'll also break down the mystery of blogging and help writers make smart decisions about their online social presence.

Tara Lynne knows her stuff and is happy to share her knowledge and skills with others. She's very talented and a great teacher! -Beth B.

Tara Lynne Groth ( is a writer in North Carolina. Before writing full-time she was a marketing manager, and before that, a public relations director. She instructs classes on book marketing, author marketing, freelance writing, as well as creative writing workshops. As a blogger and content creator she also handles content marketing and manages social media for clients. As a journalist, her bylines have appeared  in Blue Ridge Outdoors, Chapel Hill News, Draft, and dozens more. 

Tara Lynne received a scholarship in 2009 to attend the Southampton Writers Conference for fiction, her poetry has appeared in multiple journals and anthologies, she received honorable mention in fiction in the 2015 Carolina Woman Writing Contest, and was a semifinalist for the 2015 James Applewhite Poetry Prize. In 2014, her poetry was selected as part of a community art project in Winston-Salem and was used to inspire two sculptures. She has published three poetry books.

She is also the founder and organizer of Triangle Writers and Asheville Writers, two groups with more than 1,000 members collectively. In 2011 she launched her blog, which has grown into a popular destination for individuals interested in making their living from writing. On the blog she breaks down misconceptions people have about freelance life, includes interviews with publishers, provides behind-the-scenes scoop on writers conferences, and has nearly 1,000 subscribers - and she pays guest bloggers. 

Fee: $45
Registration: Complete Registration form at top of page, send with check for $45 to Glenda Beall, 581 Chatuge Lane, Hayesville, NC 28904. We also accept PayPal. See sidebar on blog.
Call 828-389-4441 or email: for more information. 
Deadline for registration: July 23. Hurry so we can be sure this class makes.

Thursday, July 7, 2016

NCWN-West members at Festival on the Square

This weekend, July 8  - 10, Hayesville, North Carolina will offer their annual Festival on the Square. The festival begins Friday evening, July 8th, with a street dance. Music and many vendors will grace the square on Saturday and Sunday, July 9th and 10th. Included in this event will be our North Carolina Writers' Network-West booth, which will be on the North side of the square.

Several local poets and writers, members of NCWN-West, will be attending the booth, and will read periodically from their published works. Included in this line-up, are Tom Davis, Joan Ellen Gage, Mary Ricketson, Rosemary Royston, Marcia Barnes, Glenda C. Beall, Joan M. Howard, Bob Grove, and Lucy Cole Gratton.

Joan Gage
Be sure to come by the  booth and register for drawings that will be held on Saturday and Sunday. I hope my local readers will stop by and say hello and learn more about our writers' network.

Rosemary Royston

Monday, July 4, 2016

First Date was a Good One

JULY 4, 1963

Although I  had sworn off men that summer, I was persuaded to go on a blind date by a charming  young man, Barry Beall.  
He arrived in a convertible with another couple in the back seat. I was not impressed with  his looks or his car, and he seemed to be rude and arrogant as we rode into Albany and out to a rented house on the creek. I knew a crowd had gathered by the number of cars parked on the grass. I  also knew I would not know them. Being shy anyway, the ordeal of this party I had agreed to attend filled me with anxiety. My throat tightened and I hoped this stranger with the blond crew cut and nice smile would help me fit  in.

It didn't happen. We entered to a full chorus of Here's Barry, and he beamed. While I sat at the bar alone, he sat on the fireplace hearth and played guitar while he serenaded the girls and guys sitting on the floor in front of him. I wished I had listened to my instincts when he called. I wished I said no and then I'd not be sitting here in a  room full of strangers who did not know me or care whether I was comfortable or not. 

After a while, I walked down to  the water's edge and listened to the frogs singing. The dark ripples slowly nipped at my toes. The serene setting calmed my thoughts. I felt completely alone with the creek and the frogs. When Barry's hand touched my shoulder, I almost jumped away, not thinking it was him.

"Water's nice, isn't it?" I looked up at his remark. 
"Yes, it's dark and  looks deep."
"Would you like to go out on the boat?"
Awhile ago I had wanted to just go home, so I  don't know why I said, "Yes, that would be nice."

As we moved over the quiet water, Barry, who had been an Eagle Scout, maneuvered the flat boat with not one sound. The oar slipped in and out with barely a break in the surface.

Eventually he sailed us into a quiet cove. It was dark from the shade of the tall trees on the bank. I have no idea of what we talked about. I can't remember one word of the conversation, but I became completely enthralled. The chemistry between us was combustible. 

Later with friends we sat in the car and watched the fireworks, but I don't remember seeing them. I remember snuggling in the backseat, laughing at his cute remarks, and I remember the good night kiss when he  walked me to my door. 

I don't remember the minute I knew I was in love with Barry, but the  next day my sister-in-law, Mary said to me, "You are going to marry that man."

I had no intention of marrying anyone at that time, and I hardly knew this man. But I could not sleep for thinking about him. Before I came inside that night, he asked me to go home with him the next weekend to meet his father and mother. 

July 4th holds bitter sweet memories for me. July 4, 1963 was a day that changed my life and maybe it was the  most important day in my life. For forty-five years we celebrated the holiday and our own anniversary. Sometimes we were part of the boat parade on Lake Chatuge. Some nights we watched fireworks with our friends, but we were always in a happy mood.
That is, until July 4, 2009  when Barry was in Emory Hospital fighting for his  life. 

We talked about how much we wished we were with the Morings and the Clarkes that sunny day, and I said, "Next year, we will be there celebrating America's birthday and celebrating the day we met." But next year never came.

Hugh Barry Beall, the thief who stole my heart

Thursday, June 30, 2016

A workshop with Carol Crawford, editor, teacher, writer and poet

Carol Crawford

Saturday, July 16
10 - 1 p.m.

Write How You Know 
Use life skills you already have to get your writing done.  Any big project can be overwhelming, whether it’s putting in a garden or writing a book. Break down the project into manageable pieces that are not so scary, and make a step-by-step plan of action to keep you on course.  In this workshop students will make a blueprint to begin a new project, create a worksheet for approaching it, and make a brief start on the writing itself. 


Become Your Own Beta Reader
Learn habits and writing methods that will help you stand back and see your work more clearly. Discover how asking yourself the right questions about your manuscript will show you its strengths and the places it needs more work.  Overcome common mistakes that blur your story line and muddy your language.  Please bring three to five pages you have already written for revision.

Fee: $35.00 - 

Carol Crawford is the editor and owner of Carol has been teaching creative writing for two decades. She is the author of The Habit of Mercy, Poems about Daughters and Mothers, and has been published in the Southern Humanities Review, Appalachian Heritage, the Concho River Review, the Chattahoochee Review, and the Journal of Kentucky Studies among others. 

Carol has been program coordinator for the annual Blue Ridge Writers’ Conference since its inception in 1996 and holds a degree in journalism and English from Baylor University.

She loves all things literary: books, bookstores, poetry, word puzzles and libraries, Also, Baylor women’s basketball, snowy days, Tex-Mex, knitting, civility in debate, single-mission charities, needlepoint, Star Trek movies (except the first one), family reunions, all dogs, and cats on a case-by-case basis. 

She has never mastered cake-baking, but can produce a respectable scratch pie crust. She has a strong conviction that margaritas are not margaritas unless they are lime (peach or pineapple do not qualify), and the only Peeps worth the name are Easter Peeps.

She and her husband live in the north Georgia mountains with two rescue dogs of good heart but little brain. Carol is originally from Texas and visits it regularly for a fix of big sky, prairie and open spaces. 

Fee: $35 - can be paid with PayPal or send check to Glenda Beall, 581 Chatuge Lane, Hayesville, NC 28904  - Deadline: July 10

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Poets Read at Writers' Night Out in Blairsville, GA

Blairsville and Hiawassee Poets to Read on July 8

Rosemary Royston and Karen Paul Holmes, both well-published poets, are featured at this month’s Writers’ Night Out at the Union County Community Center in Blairsville, GA. 

The two plan to do a coordinated reading, alternating their poems on similar subjects. The event takes place on Friday, July 8 at 7 p.m. followed by an open microphone for those who’d like to share their own work. The event is free and open to the public.

Royston, author of Splitting the Soil (Finishing Line Press, 2014), resides in Blairsville with her family. Her writing has been published in journals such as NANO Fiction, Appalachian Heritage, Southern Poetry Review, Town Creek Review, *82 Review, and Razor Literary Magazine. She’s the VP for Planning at Young Harris College and teaches creative writing and composition. Royston holds an MFA in Writing from Spalding University.

Holmes, founder and host of Writers’ Night Out, is a freelance writer and poet whose work will be included in the upcoming Best Emerging Poets anthology from Stay Thirsty Media.  Her poetry book is Untying the Knot (Aldrich Press, 2014). Holmes teaches at Writer’s Circle in Hayesville, NC, and the John C. Campbell Folk School in Brasstown, NC. She also hosts a poetry workshop in Atlanta. Publishing credits include Poetry East, Atlanta Review, Atticus Review, Slipstream, the Southern Poetry Anthology Vol 5: Georgia, and many more.
Writers’ Night Out is sponsored by NC Writers Network-West and takes place on the second Friday of the month. Prose writers or poets wishing to participate in the open mic can sign up at the door to read for three minutes. The Union County Community Center hosts the event at 129 Union County Recreation Rd., Blairsville, Georgia 30512, off Highway 129 near the intersection of US 76, phone (706) 439-6092. Food is available for purchase in The View Grill, but please arrive by 6 pm to get served.  For more information, please contact Karen Holmes at (404) 316-8466 or

Sunday, June 26, 2016


Today I am sharing an essay I wrote recently. Let me know what you think.

Fear is future-oriented. It’s imagining what could go wrong but hasn’t gone wrong yet. Fear is hiding under self-judgment, comparison and envy. Fear holds you in a pattern of self-doubt. Fear is running a mental movie of the worst-case scenario repeatedly in your mind.                                                                                               --- The Bold Life 

The use of fear to manipulate people has become a major method to extort money, to persuade people to join questionable groups, to incite citizens to carry guns for protection, and to keep our entire country in a state of unrest. 

The only fear I have is that this building of fear in the United States will cause us to elect unworthy leaders who will motivate good people to do bad things.

This reminds me of the fear instilled in my uncle when he was a child. He said that in bed at night he could hear the older people in the family talking on the porch. This was in the late 1800s after the Civil war. He heard tales of people being murdered by former slaves. My uncle was a little boy, but he tried to stay awake all night so he could protect his mother if the black people came to kill her. 

How sad that fear was embedded into this child's mind, an unnecessary fear, that he carried with him for a long time. It also led to his adult prejudice against black people. 

Fear leads to prejudice and hate. Hate leads to war. 

This fear that has arisen in our country, especially in the rural areas of the south, feeds on itself, and there is no reasoning with anyone who is convinced that every person of the Muslim faith is evil and is a terrorist just waiting to kill. How can a reasonable person paint with the same brush the millions of fathers and mothers and grandparents and children who live just as we do every day? They go to work and to school and come home and have dinner and watch TV and go to bed. 

I am not the same as the people who live in our prisons, white or black or brown. They are a part of our society who have done bad things. They are Americans who were convicted of crimes, but they are not the norm of American society. The majority of people who believe in the Muslim religion live in southeast Asia. The  majority of Muslims are peaceful and want no harm to come to me.

The man running for office spouting random statements about what he will do when elected is all mouth with no wisdom in the ways of government. Anyone can proclaim what they will do, truth or lie, but anyone who knows about how governments run, can attest to the fact that the wheels of government run slowly and must run carefully or our country can be thrown into a situation in which we cannot win and we cannot retreat. Important agreements with other countries can take months and even years to negotiate. 

I am happy to say that when I go to bed tonight I will not have any fear keeping me awake. 
This country has seen tough times, WWII, the great depression, Viet Nam and the wars in the Middle East, and still most of us have a roof over our heads, food on our table, children who go to college, work of some kind, medical help when we need it, and Social Security in our old age. We have the freedom to speak, act and live wherever we want even if that is on the street. That freedom is what many come to this country to gain. Nothing else. They just want freedom to be able to work and fulfill their dreams for themselves and their children. Isn't that what we all want?

Women in this country can have all the children they want -- even when they can't afford to care for them. Women also have the legal right not to have children. They can drive cars and work in any field where they qualify. In some countries, women do not have any rights, any freedom at all. People all over the world want to share our freedom. 

Perhaps I am not afraid because I don't look for those negatives others seem to dwell on. I research anything that I question and learn all I can. What I find out usually tells me that the fears of others are unfounded because they only know half-truths or rumors. I might be afraid if I sat in a movie and someone with an automatic rifle sat down beside me. He would scare me much more than a man wearing a turban who did not have a rifle.

I know that children of Muslim parents are bullied at school, teased, made fun of, called names, threatened and belittled. How would any parent like to have a school bus driver tell their child, "We are going to wipe your people off the face of the earth." What does an American mother tell her child when he tells her this happened to him? In his mind, his people are the same as the kids on the bus. When we teach our friends or children to treat others in this way, how can we expect them not to grow up with ill feelings toward those who hurt them?

Perhaps I feel about our government the way I felt about my family. I trust that there are enough intelligent people in charge that when or if an emergency happens, everyone will work together to take care of it. That is why voting is so important now. I just hope that is not the only thing that brings folks in Washington D.C together in the coming years. 

Another reason I don't tremble in fear is that I have endured death of my loved ones and I survived. My mother, father, brothers and a sister, but especially my husband, who was also my long time friend, have all gone and I lived through it. I can handle much more than I ever thought I could. It wasn't easy. It was very hard and seemed the end of me, but I made it, and actually thrived over the past few years. So, I appreciate every day and all I have left in life. 

Maybe that is also a gift that comes with age. I think I have learned by now what is worth my worry and what is not. I am no longer afraid of  bridges, afraid of what others think, afraid I'll fall short or be thought unworthy. 
Time is too valuable to waste it being afraid or angry, resentful and jealous.