On Nightmares, Briefly

It was a nice enough dream until it wasn’t.  I don’t remember the rest of it, but it was uneventful and nostalgic.  I was at the middle school I went to for eighth grade and, as usual, my dad was picking me up from school.  But he seemed uneasy, in a way he’d never expressedContinue reading “On Nightmares, Briefly”

On Psychosis and Writing

I get an idea.  A few minutes later, the very distinct thought: I need to stop thinking about this too hard.  Or I need a pen. My fingers twitch.    Pen. It can’t move fast enough on the page, chaos that will be a brief note in a dated, color coded table of contents.  TuckedContinue reading “On Psychosis and Writing”

On Assorted Illnesses and Language (A Conlang Concept)

As someone into grammar and linguistics, who debates the requirements of a split infinitive and the correctness of implied antecedents and whether you can punctuate dialogue with semicolons, for fun, language is in my head a lot.  As someone with schizophrenia, not to mention autism, language gets messy.  I’ve pondered making a mini constructed languageContinue reading “On Assorted Illnesses and Language (A Conlang Concept)”

On Hindsight and Blinders, for the Queer and Mentally Ill

Quarantine has made a lot of people get back in touch with each other, and in the year before quarantine, I delightfully seemed to keep ending up with sudden messages from old, out of touch friends.  This always begs the question—what do you say?   Sometimes I start where we left off and bring them upContinue reading “On Hindsight and Blinders, for the Queer and Mentally Ill”