Musings – Allison Wall

That's right, Millennials have coping skills. How could we have gotten this far without them? Reveling in the Ridiculous might be our most powerful skill.

By the Water, Musings

By the Water: Entry 8

May 29, 2021April 28, 2021 Allison Wall

the illusion of solitude i am not a social person. if given the choice, i prefer solitude. even so, i worry, sometimes, about loneliness, that unintended consequence of too much solitude. or, of solitude when one might prefer not to be alone. but today, when i was walking by the water, the great blue heron… Continue reading By the Water: Entry 8

By the Water, Musings

By the Water: Entry 7

May 15, 2021April 28, 2021 Allison Wall

turtle bones and The Return of the King...

By the Water, Musings, poetry

By the Water: Entry 6

May 1, 2021April 28, 2021 Allison Wall

spring rolls over the lake, with fresh damp air, blackbirds, and new thoughts.

Apocalypse, Musings

The Value of a Book

April 10, 2021April 8, 2021 Allison Wall

I recently paid $40+ for a used paperback book. I wasn't required to buy it for any reason. And no, it wasn't a college textbook. (That'd be a steal!) It was a book I was very much interested in reading, that was not available through my library, and that was out of print. So I… Continue reading The Value of a Book

Author Update, Musings, Neurodiversity, writing life

Querying While Autistic

March 8, 2021March 12, 2021 Allison Wall

One of the most difficult parts in processing my late autism identification and diagnosis (at 30 years old) is dealing with a constantly shifting perspective, specifically in comparing how I function in the world and how non-autistic people function in it. I spent my whole life assuming my way of being was "normal" or neurotypical,… Continue reading Querying While Autistic

Musings, Neurodiversity

Why I Don’t Like to Tell People I was DIAGNOSED WITH Autism

February 27, 2021February 27, 2021 Allison Wall

I was diagnosed with autism and inattentive ADHD in November 2020. Almost immediately after I found this out, I realized I hated saying that sentence, especially the "diagnosed with" part. I am still getting used to, "I am autistic," but through those words, I feel a sense of pride and relief: they help me know myself more fully. "Diagnosed with" never sat well, and as time goes on, it's sitting worse and worse and worse.