Some people think that having a blog means having to reveal things about yourself that most people would find either irrelevant or personal. But for me, I’m always divulging information about the kind of person I am–because I feel that it would give people a chance to connect with me on some level–be it professional or personal.
I’ve lived a life that no one would find too appealing or easy. Most of when I spent was being strategically isolated from everyone else–because being born a preemie…not a lot of people could understand the kind of person I was growing up.
As such, I was a troubled child, fighting for my own identity, trying to get accepted by others, but often lashing out at a world that I discovered was both uncaring and cruel to people with my level of disability.
I was born with cerebral palsy–which laid me out with a ton of emotional and psychological issues–including physical and health problems that continue to plague and impact me even today–almost 40 years later.
I was a foster care child, institutionalized by the state in an effort to get me stabilized and situated–because once I turned 18…? My ass was grass. I had to begin standing on my own.
Schooling was challenging, at times difficult, and I came close to failing 5th grade–because I had fallen farther behind my classmates. But because I had some caring teachers, I was able to turn my grades around in 1983 and get A’s, B’s, and C’s. (Whereas I had D’s and F’s.)
I managed to graduate from high school and then part-way through college (1 year left for my Associates) and spend much of the next ten years or so trying to eke out a modest living bopping through a number of jobs; while battling chronic homelessness, men’s shelters, and the occasional apartment. (Financial issues surrounding my low income and because Washington state is hellishly expensive to live in.)
I started up my writing career because of my love of books and spent the next 16 years writing out a hash of unpublished novels, short stories, and poems. But because of the abrasive nature of the mainstream–and my massive tomes–I’ve found myself to be ‘unpublishable’ by mainstream standards.
Then of course, there is the stigma of being a new writer and gravitating toward self-publishing that I have to deal with–which I don’t mind much–because this is where I plan on going with my books; while posting what I have (in terms of drafts–as things often change in my writing) on various blog sites and online.
But I’m hoping that success with my writing will allow me to open doors for other struggling writers here in the Northwest in the near future with my own special imprint and publishing company. ^_^
I’m married–almost 10 years–no kids (which is okay), but we have five parakeets, a fish, and a dog–to keep my wife and I happy and content.
I’ve also been battling depression and anxiety for the past couple of years–along with the unpredictable weather here in the Puget Sound area. But in the coming year or so (2012), I hope to land a nice job as a teacher’s assistant or counselor that will allow me to help others as I’ve helped myself.