It’s been one of my goals this year to make my writing a priority. Well, that’s the goal every year, but this for real. I’ve been pitching my work, and working on finishing the first draft. The first draft of what, I’m not sure. I just have to keep writing to find out. So I wanted to say something to other parents who tho think there’s no time to write, or that we can’t write with kids around. We can.…
I started this blog to share my real, regular life as a disabled person. I travelled, I tried to write, I got married, and had a kid. The fact that I’m a wheelchair user makes life interesting, but not undoable. I don’t try to overcome my disability, I prefer to work with it. I don’t want to undo my Cerebral Palsy, a positive outlook won’t change it, and I don’t want to. I am disabled and proud. My frustrations spring…
When Isla started nursery school, I stuck around for a while on her first day. She held my hand for a beat longer than usual, looked at me, and then went to play. From my wheelchair in the corner, I watched her play and tried not to mess with her moment. That day, she did things that made sense to people who were three. Playing alone together with other kids. After a while, a boy not unkindly asks my daughter,…
OK, so. You know when you’re in holiday mode and every day feels like a Sunday? You’re craving a piece of fruit, but you have a whole bag of Skittles instead? Your clothes are tight for no good reason, you’re getting back to your routine, and you’re feeling a little depressed? Hi. Who’s with me? Happy New Year. I previously declared that 2019 will be the year of Shenanigans. That’s still true, but it’s also the week of candy, and…
Last week, Isla and I went to pick out our Christmas tree and sat in the car while my Dad played Clark Griswold and he and Anne fought over knots tying their tree and our tree to the roof. Over this one, over here, clap your hands, make a wish. Apparently, it is a military exercise, and it does have to be that complicated. I insisted on a fat tree, which I got. But it might be too big for…
