Well, five days of ScriptFrenzy have suddenly appeared and gone, or at least four days have. The fifth day, today, seems hardly to be believed it’s here. One day, I’m worrying, thinking, pondering, ignoring, stressing out about the first day of ScriptFrenzy, the first day of writing another piece of fiction — in this case, [...]
I’ve begun ScriptFrenzy! I fretted and worried over whether I’d have an idea by April 1. I wasn’t sure I could do it this year, I have so many other writing projects to work on, like my brain injury book, like my novel Time and Space, like waiting and waiting for the edits to be [...]
Weight loss. The entirety of North American society is grappling with weight loss. With diet. With exercise. With staying at a healthy weight. But believe it or not, people with brain injuries struggle even more than the typical North American. We struggle more because we may no longer be able to perceive that one’s stomach [...]
It’s that time of year again, when one attempts to write in a foreign format and finish it within thirty days, the time otherwise known as — ScriptFrenzy. My calendar told me it was time to decide what to write. For the past few months, I keep seeing the same two characters on [...]
Talking about Port with a friend today reminded me of my last meal. I don’t mean the meal I had last night or the one I had the night previous to the crash that altered my life, but the last one I cooked and baked and wholeheartedly threw myself into for friends and family for [...]
Three Witnesses by Rex Stout My rating: 4 of 5 stars I liked this threesome of short stories. Because it was an ebook that I’d borrowed from the Toronto Public Library, I hadn’t realised when I began reading it that it was three stories in the one book, each showing a different side of Nero [...]
Too Many Cooks by Rex Stout My rating: 4 of 5 stars Too Many Cooks is one of Rex Stout’s earlier Nero Wolfe’s books, but it’s as well put together as his later ones, which I’m more familiar with. There’s all of Wolfe’s idiosyncrasies, his food fetish (with attendant mouth-watering lists or descriptions — really, [...]
An elderly gent said to me: you look…you look alive! This gent has known me a long time, starting in what I call my hell years after I had suffered a closed head injury aka traumatic brain injury. Back then, I used to see him weekly, yet when I spotted him one time in a [...]
It’s me and the men. Fat men. Snoring men. Young men. And extremely picky men. That latter is a new one to me in my five (six?) sleep studies. Seriously, does this guy think a hospital is going to purchase his preferred kind of sheets just for him? It’s not like in the pre-bed bug [...]











