We begin with Betsy reading a note written upon a prescription sheet smeared with marinara sauce, and the weird assertion, “Marc simply would not use a napkin. It was unbelievable–he […]
Betsy asks Karen the British Prostitute to show her to the library after they share some tea. Surprise, surprise, the library was right out of a nineteenth-century catalogue. Dark walls, […]
Well, I’m back, and my apologies for the delay! Moving on; Chapter 19 has Jessica and Marc arguing with the vampires (Sinclair, Tina, and Dennis) that they should get to […]
Oh man, oh man. Oh boy. Oh man. Uh….well, where were we? Oh yeah. Oh boy. Oh man. So Chapter 18 kicks off with Betsy rolling up to her front […]
It wasn’t a bad scream, it was a good scream. It was, in fact, a scream of ecstasy, like when I find out Gucci is having a shoe sale. Sinclair’s […]
In the beginning, every time Shanara tries to say something, Betsy responds, ”Shut the fuck up,” until she throws a $5 bill at her and tells her to go buy […]
Betsy takes off running, surprising herself by getting 16 blocks away in the span of 3 minutes. She slows down to obsess about Sinclair, “that Elvis-wannabe sociopath” as she still […]
We start out with the fascinating information that Betsy loves her cat. I suppose this is something to point out, as later on she claims she and her cat have […]
Betsy wakes up the next nightfall with someone screaming, “Die, bloodsucking hellspawn!” and a stake descending towards her chest, so she tosses the intruder across the room by her wrist, […]
We start back up when it’s 4:30am and Betsy is pulling into her own driveway. This begs the question, if she had a car, why did she take the bus […]
Trailer Park of Emotion 