I’m autistic. You don’t know how freeing it is to write that. Every single time I do, I feel like a little more of that burden I’ve been carrying for decades is being lifted off my shoulders. I’m one of those cases (as happens to many autistic cisgender women) where I only discovered this last … More Masking: The Fine Art of Faking Being Neurotypical
Changing gears from booky things, I wanted to discuss why I’ve recently had to make a decision about receiving physical affection from friends, family, as well as folks I meet at cons. I have fibromyalgia, and its symptoms are getting worse for me each year. To put it simply, hugging people who aren’t my husband … More When It Hurts to Hug
SPLAAAAT! That was the sound of my existence two weeks ago. I’d been juggling different assignments and got to the point where my brain went on strike. I literally couldn’t make any decisions about work-related things. My mind and body united in a resounding, “NOPE!” By now you all pretty much know I’m a disabled … More I took a March break for self-care. Here’s what I learned.
So, here’s my post. How’d ya like it so far? Life has been a whirlwind lately with extra bits of whoosh. I’ve barely had time to think. Yet, after only 12 days into 2019, I’ve already learned a lesson: I super-really, absolutely, and totally have to pace myself. This applies to all the things in … More It’s almost mid-January and I haven’t posted yet!
I just this evening had a BOIIIING moment. I’m done with writing for 2018. And you know what? That’s perfectly fine. It’s been a great year for me. A Night at the Rabbit Hole was published in the Alice Unbound Beyond Wonderland anthology, and I got to hang with some awesome authors. The Hilltop Gathering will be published … More Okay, I’m done. But don’t worry—I’m happy about it.