Category: Guest Post
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Autism 101- Digestive Problems
Best explanation I’ve run across. This site is filled with easy to read explanations of difficult concepts.
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Knowing Others
This is a great site with lots of fantastic poetry. I couldn’t go past this one though for it’s important message.
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World(press) Amazing Race… #TeamFoxie
This is an amazing (hehe) project; you can link back to the start. And get ready; as Team Foxie’s leader I will be looking for Foxie’s next destination.
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Good Support
I have a lot of experience with support workers and this is a great description. If this guy lived in my country I would be begging for him to be included in our team!
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KSP Challenge – The Wrong Question Part 2 Alex’s Guest Post.
This is Alex’s piece for the challenge described in KSP Challenge. This year parents told Natasha how Santa Claus was a spirit that used them and other believers as helpers during the Christmas season. Unlike the rest of us, she was devastated, which has kinda left me confused and sad for baby sister. I don’t…
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The cognitive dissonance of “person-first” references to #autistic people
I have just read this & realised there is no better way of expressing this important message.
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Fireside Chat
Another well written but disturbing short story from my deceptively gentle soul-mate: FIRESIDE CHAT I love a good fire. From the early licking flames on the kindling, to the great heat thrown as a good roaring one meets its climax, then down to the final crescendo as the glowing embers slowly grey out and fade…
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The Envelope Guest Post
Gavin Holt’s (The long suffering husband) Fiction.The envelope sits on the table. The house is cold and dark. It is early evening, the sun has set and twilight is dwindling. Everything is quiet. Everything is in its place. The bedroom is immaculate. All his things are away in his drawers and wardrobe, all neat and…
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Guest Post – Freedom
Freedom by Gavin Holt I take one last look around the room. A brief goodbye and then open the front door. Freedom. “ NNNOOOOO!!”, The scream rips itself from me. There he stands, filling the doorway. He is all I can see, no way out. His face is twisted in a hateful, evil grimace. “What…