Help I need Mon Mon. Remember I wrote some books to help my youngest and foolish people encouraged me, and I insanely decided to try and publish them. If you need a reminder read Things I am Trying to do. So needing a new old car and trying to save the front garden has … Continue reading Evil Money Grubbing Loon Turns Professional Beggar.
Of course disabled people can do whatever they want to. Rah,rah disabled rights. Okay, done? Seriously though, writing is supposed to be based in truth, right? Even the most preposterous fantastic premise must be based on the human experience, it must have internal cohesion or it becomes pointless. So you write from what you know. … Continue reading Can an Autistic Person Legitimately Become a Writer?
I don't even know how to write this... Smokie passed away, renal failure after a kidney blockage; it was fast, bloody and completely unexpected. My marshmallow cloud. The vet gave him a pain killer while we waited for tests, the results were dire. No real choice. But the morphine gave us time to get the … Continue reading Farewell Beloved Smokie
'I am not my disability, I am a person!' Interesting, but in terms of autism how accurate is it. I suppose what it gets down to is how do we really understand 'a person'. Other disabilities, sure I'll give you that, as far as I know. Blind people are people who can not see, deaf … Continue reading I Am Not A Person, I Am An Autistic.
Tabitha is in year 11 and thanks to the years of delays in obtaining therapy her coping strategies are completely inadequate to the new level of tension. The cracks started to show at the end of last year; studying the Holocaust upset her so much it effected all her subjects. I wanted her to … Continue reading My Little Genius
Saturday night the cry went out. "There's a mouse in my shoes!" yelled Cat. Lisa; the mighty mouse hunter leapt to her feet. Gavin looked confused. Finally I was in my element. I can catch mice. No I am not a cat, I am a fat old lady who waddles about and spends most of … Continue reading A Mouse In Our House
I have 45 years of depression and anxiety cycles behind me. I know how they work. I know so well that the knowledge has for years blunted the deeper end of depression. I go down, triggered by a mixture of sensory hazards; summer heat & brightness for example, memory; an event that has caused problems … Continue reading What’s Happening? Warning depressing content.
I was asked to write a biography to go with an application for a volunteer position. I thought it might interest people crazy enough to read my other rubbish. I love you, my crazy followers! Lisa Holt I was born in a tiny town in Gippsland Victoria, because my parents lived in an even smaller … Continue reading My Life – A Job Application
I write a lot of silly things. Cool, I'm not apologizing for that. But; and it's a big but (he he I said 'big butt', I am autistic. And not one of these brilliantly successful, holding down a job, passing for normal autistics. I am an old, diagnosed late, clinically depressed, high anxiety autistic. I … Continue reading Warning, Disclaimer, Whatever
I have written a letter I plan to send to some local politicians. To understand it Centrelink is our Social Security benefits agency, and NDIA is a new system for funding disabled people. Autism is impossible to explain. Just a note I have met one person that defrauded Social Security; he was probably a Sociopath, … Continue reading Biting the Hand That Feeds Us!