I am a disabled fiction and nonfiction writer currently living in New York. My writing is inspired by my life and the odd people in it. I'm passionate about pop culture, obscure trivia and great writing.
The Tacky Marigold Summer
My grandmother displayed tacky fake marigolds in a vase on her dining room table. They were brilliant orange, which contrasted with the deep green stoneware container that she purchased in a discount store in town.
This is part of a story begun in The Invitation and The Birthday Wish The man stared at the large box. Wrapped in brown craft paper and dotted with stamps showing its journey around the world, it rested on the kitchen table next to his unfinished lunch. He slowly ran his fingers through his scraggly gray beard. A gesture he invariably made when he was deep in thought, which often happens when you live alone in the middle of nowhere like him.
The Birthday Wish
The boy jumped from his four-poster bed. In the waning moonlight, he slipped into his favorite jeans and a hoodie. He always loved watching the sun rise over the cornfield, but today he would not miss it. Today was the day he turned thirteen. He was officially a man.
Gram died, leaving us with eighty-three years of junk to sort through. To her, everything in the old barn wasn’t junk. It was memories. It was life encapsulated in old furniture, books, old toys, and paper. So much paper. I’ll never understand the greatest generation’s obsession with paper.
As usual, she was running late. Dee reached the platform and slid through the door moments before they closed and the train whisked its way towards the next station.
The Season of the Twins
The Twin sign, Geminis have a tendency to switch between passions, hobbies and styles. They are consistent in their inconsistencies. They are a perfect blend of book smarts and creativity. They are social butterflies, but they also need their alone time. Just like the ever evolving Gemini, Spring is turning to Summer, and it’s time for you, Gemini, to shine!
The Unexpected Gift
When I was born, my parents got way more than they expected. It was the mid-70s, before sonograms were widely used. They had little idea of what was to come. I was born with a birth defect, Spina Bifida. The defect would affect my ability to walk for the rest of my life, but when I arrived, my mom and dad did not know how serious my disability was. The doctors told them I would never walk and most likely have a severe intellectual disability. They placed me on a ventilator, and the doctor advised my parents to “pull the plug”. My mother would not accept that. This is the first of many times, in my life, she would not accept the status quo.
Ralph the Bargain Hunter
When I think of thrifting, I often think of my great-uncle, Ralph. He was the king of bargains. He grew up during the Great Depression. It was in his nature to look for a good deal.