I have dyslexia, it's fairly bad, but I have a mass of coping strategies in place to make my writing world bearable. Except that there was one area that it was lacking - note taking. It seems such a small thing. Taking notes. Just sitting in the library and writing down what you learn from… Continue reading Technology…
Category: Dyslexic tales
Actual events that arise from the dyslexia and how I cope or don’t
As if I would…
I have an editor. I have to, what with my dyslexia and all, but I have noticed that certain mistakes are cropping up more often than I'd like. One that really annoys me is 'like'. Not that I don't use it right, but in the sentence 'as if' would be much better. I'm fuzzy on… Continue reading As if I would…
Once upon a time…
Once there was a little girl, she was small for her age but was always smiling. She had no friends her own age and spent a lot of her time alone. Not that she minded, because she had one love - to draw and tell stories. Over time though she found that although she could… Continue reading Once upon a time…
My Crystal Ball
Okay, so on the 21st of January I predicted that I didn't know what I'd be doing, just that I'd be writing. And I was right. But I was also wrong. You see I saw a future of writing, not of writing and drawing. Yet that is the place I inhabit at the moment. My… Continue reading My Crystal Ball
I lost a year
Well, okay I didn't lose a year... I accidentally gained a year for ten years! Does that make any sense?No.Okay... I thought I was a year older than I was for about ten years. That age went on everything; documents, banks, everyone knew me as a year older than I am.It was an accident. I… Continue reading I lost a year
Snowflakes
No - really... Even in this heat! When I say snowflakes I mean writing snowflakes. You see, because of the dyslexia I have real problems with planning of novels. I have eight all started and all hitting about 20k words. But going no further. Why? Well, I can't sequence and I can't plan. Have… Continue reading Snowflakes
To see too much
I have a condition with my eyes that means the sun is just a little brighter and colours just a little sharper. It used to show in my art. People would look at the picture and say - where is that blue? I'd point and say - right there. They'd just smile and pat me… Continue reading To see too much
Trying to face my fears…
I am trying... It is hard. The worst of my fears is success. I have always been afraid of it. In fact, in the past I could even say I have sabotaged my own work in order not to succeed. Maybe it's the Aspergers... Or maybe it is just fear, plain and simple. I hate… Continue reading Trying to face my fears…
Practice makes perfect
Today I put my tips into practice. I sat down with a book that has hit 15 000 words (which is my limit without a structured plan), and planned out the next chapter. And just that chapter. It was strange but to begin with I felt like I was looking at the story though a… Continue reading Practice makes perfect
Sameness
I need routine. I mean, I really need it. I think it's the aspergers in me. Change is a fearful monster lurking in brightly lit corners and warmer weather. My routine is always disrupted in warm weather. I know it has more to do with planting and shows and all the differences of weather that… Continue reading Sameness
Kate Murray - Cleaver 