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Developing Imaginary Voices

In most cases you do not want to hear voices in your head. They can be a symptom of various mental disorders, which aren’t much fun. But sometimes you really need to be able to imagine a voice that isn’t your own…like when you write a story. I am an extremely auditory person. Often I […]

A Return to Writing

It’s been quite a while since I wrote anything for this blog. I don’t want to let it die, though, so consider this the beginning of the resurrection. I’ve just written an article about developing character voices, and I’m pondering some series ideas. I don’t know how many people are still reading this, but it’s […]

Three-Year-Old Mistake: A Cautionary Tale of Vehicular Repairs Gone Awry

When I started the process to replace all of the carpet in my Porsche, I hoped for an uneventful project even though, deep down, I knew that no project involving a vehicle goes smoothly.Originally all the carpet and seats were tan, but I replaced the front seats with black leather ones. Then I got a […]

Let’s Hate Everything Outside Our Little Boxes!

The level of outrage over Coca-Cola’s America is Beautiful commercial sickens me. From an artistic point of view, it is fantastic. The message is fantastic. It is all around a really good piece of advertising. Let me first say that I don’t care about Coca-Cola. I rarely consume soft drinks, and I am generally ambivalent […]

Parish

Sparks, that’s what my life is made of, sparks between passing bodies. They carry what’s not spoken, and touch the unreachable places deep inside me. They feel like love, and hate, and loneliness, and excitement. The feelings everyone knows, and also the distant ones I have no name for, each spark is one, and when […]

No Secrets

I wrote this story in thirty minutes, following a writing prompt. ———————————————– He walked into the sitting room, where she sat spinning wool on her wheel. “Hello Jeffrey,” she said. Something about that hello sounded wrong. But it was just a hello. Most of them sounded wrong. “Hello yourself,” he said. “How is the spinning […]

The Desert

Tumbleweeds blew past me and I tasted the air. It carried the flavor of dirt and sand and grittiness. “The wind is blowing,” said the man. He had the air of someone who knows what he is talking about. “So it is,” I replied. We walked into the wind and it blew and our eyes […]

Fred’s Suicidal Pet Frog

Darkness fills my heart, and I welcome it, because I have no one to lighten my spirits. I am alone. Of course, one can expect to be alone when one is a pet frog who resides in an opaque terrarium with nothing for company but a flat rock. Flat rocks are not known for their […]

Some Ramblings About High-Functioning Autism

There are a lot of articles on the internet written to help neurotypical people understand the autistic ones, mainly those with Asperger’s or high functioning autism (terms that are pretty much synonymous.) Some of those articles are dead on, some are mostly accurate, some aren’t very helpful, and a few are just bad generalizations. Since […]

Plan B

This short story is somewhat autobiographical. I started it shortly after finding out I was high-functioning autistic, and wrote more of it whenever something particularly upsetting happened, in order to get my thoughts out. —————————————————————————————————————– “It can’t be so hard to just stand up and give a little talk about what you’ve been working on,” […]