Hello friends! WB Welch here. I’m stopping in to update you on my latest release, and also to announce a signed boxed set giveaway. Yesterday was my birthday, and with it came a free promo for the kindle versions of all my previously published works along with the official release of my new novella, Rose’s … Continue reading WB Welch’s Latest Release and Boxed Set Giveaway
Author: WB Welch
Web Developer by day, fiction writer by night. WB Welch focuses on the darker side of human emotions in her fiction, always striving to write honest fiction with texture.
She is the author of BLOOD DROPS and WET WATER; co-author of THE LAST LETTER. Look for "Baby Muncher" in the 16th edition of Thrice Fiction. She holds a bachelor's degree in journalism from Southern Methodist University.
Looking for Story Inspiration and Overcoming Writer’s Block
The ever-elusive story idea. What’s gonna hit? What’s worth exploring? For some, story ideas flow like a never-ending stream, while for others, new ideas are as hard to come by as toilet paper in a pandemic. I’ve occasionally found myself on both sides of this coin and am here to share some tips on how … Continue reading Looking for Story Inspiration and Overcoming Writer’s Block
Where Have I Been
::whispers:: hello. In the biggest ghost move I've ever pulled, I disappeared from social media earlier this year. I feel like I have some splainin' to do. The beginning of 2020, even before the pandemic, was a turbulent time for me. I went through a lot of personal ups and downs that were all consuming … Continue reading Where Have I Been
Why the Wet Water?
Poems, eh? Poems. And when I say they poured out of me, I quite literally mean it. I’m almost embarrassed to say how quickly this collection came to fruition. Why, though? Why miss horror writer are you writing poems? Why not? I...I guess I needed to pour my soul onto the page. Maybe, deep down, … Continue reading Why the Wet Water?
The Physicalness of Things
I'm in bed this morning, cradling a heating pad and trying to ignore my body. I've had a lot of musculoskeletal pains over the years, along with some other surprises as I've aged. As I lie here, accepting that I'm being forced to take some time off, I found myself pondering this body and why … Continue reading The Physicalness of Things
Gratitude
I promise I will start a series of writing tip posts soon but, reflecting on this weekend, I wanted to talk about gratitude. This past Saturday, I was a part of the Take 190 Book and Art Festival in Killeen, Texas. It was such a wonderful experience. I arrived early and sipped on a latte … Continue reading Gratitude
Show, Don’t Tell
This is the ultimate phrase, isn’t it? I remember hearing it over and over in grade school; I remember seeing it scrawled in red pen throughout my college papers. Why is this so hard, and what can we do to improve upon it? This topic was actually requested by a Twitter friend. I promise to … Continue reading Show, Don’t Tell
Slow Boil
Ripping off a bandaid hurts like the dickens. Jumping into a cold pool takes your breath away. Turning on the radio after your sibling unknowingly cranked the volume to max will probably make you feel like you've shattered your ear drums. Change can be abrasive and uncomfortable; it can make you seek the familiarity of … Continue reading Slow Boil
Rest Your Head in My Lap For a While
Come, rest your head in my lap for a while. Tell me of your tiresome journeys and of your fearsome foes; tell me of a time long past, tell me of your woes. Tell me of the countless battles, the wars waged in your day, tell me of the wondrous happenings surprising you along the … Continue reading Rest Your Head in My Lap For a While
No Take Backs
No take backs. This phrase has been floating around in my head for a few days without me really knowing why. I knew I would write something from it, I just wasn't sure what. This morning, it came to me. Our life requires action for forward movement. At the very basic level of things, this … Continue reading No Take Backs
