I wake up every morning with the same sense of stagnant disappointment. Today, it is a cool, September morning, with wind sweeping through the branches of the trees and cars passing by on the busy street by which my childhood home resides. I have always loved the fall, the cooling…
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Guess Who’s Back?
Back again. For those select few of you who read this blog frequently enough to notice I haven’t been posting, you’re in luck. Here I am, in the flesh, or, in the plasma. I can’t guarantee that this return will spark an increase in consistent posting, but the fact that…
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Mid-Quarterly Report – by Holly, Minister of Aesthetics and Pulchritude
My name is Lady Hollyclaw III, but to the layman, Holly shall do. Today, I have stationed myself on your living room couch again. Yes, I know you were sitting there. No, I do not intend on moving. If you attempt with your brutish human strength to move me, I…
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Easier Said Than Done
It’s often difficult living with a disability that the world often fails to recognize or understand. On Tuesday, I spoke with my psychologist, as I do every two weeks. I have no shame in having a regular psychologist. I need a regular psychologist, and that’s simply a fact of my…
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A Message from Ember – Jester of the Royal Court
Disclaimer: My friend Derek writes many an essay from the perspective of his cat, Hugo, as well as other animals (my baby Holly included). I recently got inspired to try and do something along a similar vein… but unfortunately, some recent events have expedited the process. So before you continue reading,…