Stories From the Edge of Blindness

In 2002, Retinitis Pigmentosa changed my life. This is my story of a slow approach to darkness.


February 2016

East of Rock and Roll Ralph’s

I was out for a walk to the shoe store, trying to have some restorative me time, but it is always a coin toss in my neighborhood.  I left my apartment, excited about a potential new pair of shoes and... Continue Reading →

Buzz Kill

The first time I got really drunk, I was 13.  I stole 2 bottles of wine from my mom's plentiful collection and ran off in the dark to hang out at the junior high school with my friend Jean.  I... Continue Reading →

The Sad Turkey

So, I started this post at Thanksgiving, but didn't want to wait until next Thanksgiving to post it; so perhaps untimely, but here it is: When I was six and in first grade, everyone in my class was asked to... Continue Reading →


I hate January.  It is a month of sad anniversaries and debilitating despair.  I am useless in January.  I gain weight and get drunk and climb under the biggest rock I can find. This January was no exception; but now... Continue Reading →

Tunnel Vision

I hate the term "tunnel vision".  It has always scared the crap out of me, and until recently, I really had no idea what tunnel vision felt like, even though I supposedly have it. As I walk around Hollywood, I... Continue Reading →

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