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Stories From the Edge of Blindness

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

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November 2017

Sheila-Na- Gig Winter Poetry Contest

I am thrilled to have been selected as the winner of the Sheila-Na-Gig Winter Poetry Contest. The issue is now live! Thank you to Hayley and Jessica for this huge honor!

Waiting Games

For new readers:  When I refer to Zelda, I am not talking about a pet or a child or a childhood toy I just can't seem to part with; Zelda is my white cane. It seems I am always waiting;... Continue Reading →

Community and Liebster

I have always liked my alone time.  I have only a few friends, but they are close friends.  I don't like big crowds or loud places, and I would rather be at home than anywhere else.  I have taken numerous... Continue Reading →

The Punisher

You know those days when the words just won't surface and you feel blank inside?  Those are the days that make me stress and pace and tie my thoughts into a tangle of barbed wire.  Those are the days when... Continue Reading →

On the Heels of Rejection

I woke up to some surprising and great news this morning. A short story I wrote has been accepted by Sick Lit Magazine!  Writing this story was a big leap out of my comfort zone and the fact that Kelly... Continue Reading →

First Love

"Stories from the Edge of Blindness" was my first real foray into writing non fiction.  I decided that I wanted to tell my story in a different way, but to this day I struggle with it. It isn't the kind... Continue Reading →

Diamond in a Vitamin Jar

My contribution to the November issue of Visual Verse has been published.  I have to add a caveat, once again, and say that I only had an hour to write this poem and it isn't a masterpiece by any means,... Continue Reading →

Writing Sample Part 4 – Surrender

It’s impossible to think about going blind without thinking about loss.  When you have a degenerative disease like RP, the loss comes in unpredictable bursts that steal pleasures and pluck freedom from disappearing fingers.  In the weeks just after my... Continue Reading →

Writing Sample Part 3 – Signs

We all look back at our lives, pick them apart and look for clues that would have helped us along the way, told us what was up ahead.  We discover things about ourselves that may have been present or growing... Continue Reading →

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