The Deep End

There are moments when I wonder what exactly this is doing to me – to my family – this writing, this memoir I’ve been working on for almost two months now.  Memories are being unearthed, emotions felt more concentrated than ever – once a river that flowed freely in and out, is now something more [ Read More ]

Screw You, Autism.

Something else has changed.  Again.  Something else has shifted in our lives.  Imperceptible to anyone but us.  How a single word – perhaps a word we were expecting, that we found unsurprising even, can make me crumple to the ground in a heap, I know I should understand as a writer – as someone who [ Read More ]