Getting a Job: The Interview

So last week we talked about job applications. This week we talk about interviews, and when to mention your hidden disability. I did some homework, and according to the ADA (Americans with Disabilities Act of 1990), you do not have to mention it until you ask for accommodation. This can be after you’ve started work and a special situation arises, as in the case of a woman with multiple sclerosis who did fine in her office until the air conditioner broke down. The heat caused problems with flare-ups so she had to ask to work from home (HERC 2017).


Getting a Job: The Application

Buckle up for another series, this time on getting a job. We’ve talked before about having a job, the issues with adapting work stations, dealing with supervision, etc. But what do you do when you don’t have a job and you need one? The process might even be harder for people with invisible disabilities than for people with evident ones. In this series I’ll discuss the application (that’s today), the interview, and using government agencies for...


The Work of Elizabeth White: Faking Normal

Preface:  Any time I highlight someone’s work that’s gender-specific, I fear alienating half my audience. Elizabeth White’s work is about a largely female phenomenon in the workplace, but it is by no means exclusive, and I hope that in the process of applying its principles to this audience, my male readers feel included and considered. I value your presence and invite your voices in the comments.

Last winter I met a remarkable woman, Elizabeth White, the author of 55, Unemployed, and Faking Normal. It occurs to me that her work probably applies to many of my readers here. If you’re not familiar with it, she has a great TED talk,, and a book by the same title.


The Anger Series Post 4: Moving On to Reinvention

This is part 4 of a 4-part series on anger, an emotion common to most people with disabilities, hidden or in plain view. The first post,, talked about the way our anger is handled in TV and movies. The second post,, explored the different ways we process anger. Last week’s third post,, was about my personal experience with anger, and I invited you to share about your own. It’s not too late—share something if you want to. This week, we are shifting to the aftermath of anger, reinvention. This is where we pick up the pieces and put together something new.


The Anger Series, Post 3: Let’s Get Personal

This is part 3 of a 4-part series on anger, a thing most people with disabilities deal with to some extent. Disability often means loss, and anger is part of the normal grieving process. There may also be frustration from new limitations, and resentment if the disability was inflicted by someone else (for example, a young man hit me on my bicycle). Two weeks ago I introduced the topic with how the anger of disabled people is handled in the entertainment world Last week I talked about the different ways people handle anger This week I’ll talk about my own anger and invite you to talk about yours, and finally, next week, I’ll move beyond anger to a theme of reinvention.


The Anger Series, Post 2: What’s Your Anger Style?

This is part 2 of a 4-part series on anger, a thing most people with disabilities deal with to some extent. Disability often means loss, and anger is part of the normal grieving process. There may also be frustration from new limitations, and resentment if the disability was inflicted by someone else (for example, a drunk driver). Many people have anger toward God for allowing this to happen. Last week I introduced the topic of disability-related anger with how it’s handled in the entertainment world.  This week I talk about the different ways this anger manifests in different people.


The Anger Series, Post 1: TV and Movie Tropes

Wow, try tackling anger in a single post. Our blogs are supposed to be short pithy reads, no more than 1,000 words. I ramble over my limit about a third of the time. This topic will take several weeks to cover, even with it narrowed down to the anger experienced by people with disabilities over their condition.

I’ll start with the way it’s handled in movies and on TV, because that’s a reflection of society’s perceptions, and a good way to warm up to the subject. Then we'll move on to how different people have different relationships with anger, depending on a variety of factors. Next, I’ll talk about my own anger in the hope that it strikes a chord with some of you, and invite you to talk about yours. There will be a fourth capstone post about moving past anger to self-reinvention.


Parsed Heat: Going Off Script With Castle

I have to admit it, writing this is going to be fun. I love Castle. I know, the last season was weak because of the contrived conflict to keep the show going after Castle got the girl. I love it anyway. Castle makes me laugh out loud often, and not many shows do that. Lucy the smart-house speaker was my favorite character in Season 8. My apologies if you haven’t seen the show—stick with me because...


To Everything There is a Season

Friends, there are 9 days left in summer. Social media is already buzzing with autumn memes celebrating the beginning dark half of the year. I can’t help but think, what’s wrong with you people?

Sure, I like crisp air, colored leaves, apples and pumpkin spice, but I think of them as Mother Nature luring us with candy before chaining us to a radiator in the basement for 4 months. I take the treats warily, knowing that rejecting them won’t save me from winter forcing a hood over my head and stuffing me into a windowless van.


It’s the Little Things: Pain in Daily Interactions

Yesterday I realized something about my standing-too-long injuries. Most of them don’t happen in big events like the VegExpo I went to last spring. Most of them happen in daily interactions with regular people.

I’d been cooped up in the house too long and had just dumped my cat, Timbits, from my lap. Timbits is 19 pounds of muscled tomcat, my chunka chunka burnin’ love. Timbits doesn’t understand my knee injury. He loves sitting in the groove of my legs when I’m leaned back in the recliner. Unlike his predecessor, Nimby, who was tuned into my comfort, Timbits is oblivious to the fact that he’s causing me pain. Every once in a while he shifts his weight and digs his elbows into my knees. He’s a needy boy and I try to indulge him for a few minutes before I dump him off my lap. I decided to take him outside for a walk to assure him that I was only rejecting his position on my legs, not him.