Becky Allen Books

YA fantasy writer. Not a morning person.

  • A messy notebook page broken into four columns, each representing 25% of a story outline

    I’m going to throw my laptop out a window…

    Hi friends, I hate my writing process.  I mostly try to avoid writing about writing in these updates, because there are about a bajillion other newsletters out there that are for writers. I don’t think I have much I can add to the genre. But this has been on my mind a lot, because even…

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  • On swimming and anxiety –

    Hi friends, I swear I did not mean for this newsletter to be a journey of my personal attempts at self-improvement. Oh boy does that sound obnoxious. Instead what I set out was to just write about what was on my mind every month (and yes, I have failed at that “every month” part, but…

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  • Coming back from burnout… slowly.

    Hello friends – Two months ago I wrote to you all about having a hard time writing, and the way it feels like my brain has changed after the depressive spell that ate a year of my life. After that letter, a few friends reached out to me about facing similar challenges, so it seems…

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  • When your brain changes –

    Hi friends, I’m going to talk about writing. I love writing, but this is not a love letter, because more and more lately I’ve realized that I enjoy writing less and less, and that kind of sucks. But here we are. When I think about what it’s like to love writing, I actually think about…

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  • On the fear of being tacky –

    Hi friends, Yesterday was a very nice day. Last month I emailed you all about buying an apartment — about the emotional need that drove that decision. Not too many days after I composed that newsletter, we closed on the place, and spent the next few weeks frantically painting, assembling furniture, packing, and handling the…

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  • Grief, housing, and an extended boating metaphor –

    Hi, friends — Around the time my father died, I started having dreams about cleaning out my childhood bedroom. The house I grew up in was a bit of a tumbledown wreck — think: ceiling leaks every spring as the snow melted off, a staircase where each step had a different height, not a single right…

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  • A Year In Numbers: 2018

    Hello! It’s 2019! I’m still not going to blog much, but I do want to keep up the tradition of sharing some info about a whole year’s worth of writing, so here you go.  I wish I had more news to share, or at least better stats, but… well, 2018 was what it was.  And…

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  • On Serendipity, Myers-Briggs Personality Types, and Not Blogging

    Hi, friends! I am writing this newsletter because of a weird moment of serendipity that happened as I was thinking about why I don’t ever write things for this newsletter. I’d been thinking about newsletters and blogging for awhile, actually, and why I’m so bad at keeping up with things like that. Because I am. (This newsletter being…

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  • Writing While The World Burns: 2017 in Numbers

    Oh boy. Okay. So part of me is tempted to not do my writing numbers round up for the year, because my writing numbers for 2017 were…not great. But actually, as subscribers to my newsletter know, my 2017 as a whole was not great. So I guess acknowledging that even though I was waaaaaay less…

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  • I wrote a paragraph, and other life news.

    Hi folks, I had really good intentions with this newsletter. At the very least, I figured I’d, you know, send out something on Freed by Flame and Storm‘s pub day. But pub day was last week and this newsletter did not go out. It wasn’t just pub day, though. I had a list of ideas…

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