Currently I’m doing research for my next novel, constructing a life that never was. Or may have been. Who knows? Part of the novel I’m going to write takes place in Tyler, Texas, where I lived from 1972 to 1975. Even so, everything in the book is false. I made it all up. It’s just…
Predators beware. Someone’s got my back
May 10, 2014
Doing research for my next novel, I discovered something: A lot of the people who made my life miserable have come to horrific ends. Predators beware. In 1972 my family moved to Tyler, Texas. Though I’d been bullied in Venezuela, what Texans did to me was so brutal it was like satire. My siblings and…
A canoe ride is worth a thousand books
February 21, 2014
Now that I’m more engaged on social media, I see lots of things that annoy me. What it boils down to is I find it distressing that so many people prefer futile gestures to actually making a difference in a real human being’s life. Most of the links I’m sent are about “teaching” others how…
I’ll take microbullying any day
December 18, 2013
I just read a blog post titled “Micro-aggression: It’s bullying,” on the Website of the American Association of People with Disabilities (AADP). The post authors are Youth Transitions Fellow Leah Katz-Hernandez and Megan Erasmus, BA in Psychology 2010 and MA in Mental Health 2012. They list several types of micro-aggression, which they spell “microaggression” as…