For as long as I can remember, I have loved writing. I started by writing short stories when I was a kid, fun and playful storylines about female pirates who make stew out of a man named Stu (I still have this story stashed away). Later came journal entries, travel blogs, and professional assignments. My writing has often been described as sounding the same as I speak. I like that!
Prose is my latest venture into blogging, it will be a weekly blog that covers the stories I feel inspired to write and share. It’s not all marketing advice, it’s more stories from my life and experiences, possibly woven in with a moral of the story or lesson learned (like a fairytale).
My only guarantee is that it will be creative, playful, and probably have run on sentences and some grammar mistakes (to err is human). It will also be a connection between me and you each week. I hope you’ll join me on this writing adventure.
A Lesson From Grandpa Jean.
When I think about people being neurodivergent, I often think about my Grandfather Jean. He was quirky. As my teen years were unfolding, I was emailing him regularly, I had A LOT of emotions and he was the person who could calm me with reasoning, understanding, and logic. My emails were long rants, most likely 2 or 3 pages long. And he would always reply with what looked like poems.
How Being Deaf Is Like Learning A New Language
It’s been 10 years since I lost my hearing. A couple of months after going deaf, I wrote the following blog. While you may not know what it’s like to be deaf in both ears, to wear a hearing aid, to speech read, you might know what it’s like to travel and communicate in a foreign language. From that perspective, you can understand what being deaf feels like, it’s a start.
There’s A Monster At The End Of This Book!
Feeling like Grover in The Monster at the End of This Book?
Yep, I've been there —pushing through the pages of my career, building walls of fear, and finally realizing that the "monster" I was scared of… wasn't so terrible after all.
From freelancing on a tiny Dutch island to facing big decisions about my future, I’ve been navigating one plot twist at a time. Last year, I decided to take a break and recalibrate.
Here I compare my feelings with lovable furry old Grover.
The Spoon Theory Or The Monopoly Theory: Which Is Best?
While the Spoon Theory gave me an “AHA” moment shortly after I lost my hearing, I always felt like it was limiting and a bit flawed as a metaphor. When we exclude people and their experiences from ours it creates more difficulty for empathy.
Here’s my newly minted idea The Monopoly Theory to replace or build off of the Spoon Theory.
How did you decide where to call home?
What does home mean to you?
For me, I think it means freedom because as The Sailor and I have been exploring the topic of where to live, where to take root, the word freedom comes up alot for me.
What led you to call your community home?