the pandemic suits my craziness
Fear and I have a dog-and-bone relationship. I'm so grateful I didn't chip that stupid mutt.
July 2020 will ring in my memory for a while. Not because of COVID-19, protests, elections, or wildfires. On July 7, a video chat announced that I'd lost my job. For the third time in four years, unemployed. My inner liberty bell rang — time to quit trying. The job-loss showed me how deeply Autism* … Continue reading writing — because i can
It was one of those days... and this is what it's like. I’m sitting at my desk, staring at the screen, trying to remember what I need to do next. I’ve got 5 CAD files open, trying to integrate Interior Design with Architecture. It’s a project that’s been going on for 2 years, with starts … Continue reading brain fog panic
This is the view from my office window this week. Why anyone thinks it's a good idea to plaster a 30-floor tall medieval-knight-type guy with a sword and Bud-Light robes onto an office building 3 blocks from the action is beyond me. I didn't know anyone played football with a sword... sure doesn't sound like … Continue reading extrasensory overload
Behold the bane of my existence. They're gluten-free, but remain the villain: Carbs. The battleground: My Kitchen. I've spent the past two years trying to figure out why my body hurts so much. I'm going to start sharing things that I've found to help a bit. Mainly recipes. We'll see how I do for photos. The … Continue reading oh my achin’ carbs!
It's my birthday today… And I feel 57: full of flavor, spunk and honey, despite being almost damn old. I wonder if a slather of heinz would help the ache in these joints… ;D Check out a nice surprise birthday present we're enjoying on Spirit Train Chronicles! Wishing everyone an awesome 2019! (thank you Walmart.com … Continue reading special sauce
I've got a new short story, Allie's Roses. Blending the paranormal with one little girl's summer in the Deep South of the 60's, its POV also shares glimpses of an autistic girl's rich inner world. You can read it here, on my Short Story pages: https://wp.me/P87h0A-7p
A few weeks ago, immersed mid-draft in a new novel, in the back of my mind (there’s always something going on in the back of my mind) I wondered why I was writing. The above of my mind (which is pretty reticent these days) responded. “You write to prove you’ve lived.” I didn’t care for … Continue reading why i write