The woman looked completely out of place as she entered the pub. She had tried her best to dress inconspicuously but her crease-less blouse and plain jeans…… Read more “Agent 48: A Short Story.”
To See, or Not to See?
In the past few trips we’ve made into town Jarred and I have noted a shift in behaviour that contradicts my “invisibility cloak” experiences; people are now…… Read more “To See, or Not to See?”
The Writing Days.
After completing my degree at the end of May, I’ve had more time on my hands than someone wearing 15 watches at once. Instead of being the…… Read more “The Writing Days.”
Captain Wheels: A Short Story.
The pub door swung open and a tall, muscular woman entered and looked around the room. Finally her eyes settled on the man she wished to speak…… Read more “Captain Wheels: A Short Story.”
The Final Student Day.
On the 17th July 2017 I woke to sunlight streaming between the slats of the Venetian blinds, and was about to turn over and go back to…… Read more “The Final Student Day.”
The Student Days.
It’s only after I’ve been writing this blog for several months that I’ve come to realise that I’ve never actually discussed what I do on a day-to-day…… Read more “The Student Days.”
Wheels of Fortune: A Short Story.
As soon as I arrived home I rang my mum, who I knew would be waiting my call. She answered almost immediately. “Hi mum,” I said. “Hey…… Read more “Wheels of Fortune: A Short Story.”
Wheelchairs in Academia.
Dax Everritt (Diary of a Disabled Person) and Aidan Bizony (The Disability Diaries). From September 2014 to June 2017, I studied Nutrition at the University of Leeds.…… Read more “Wheelchairs in Academia.”
Get Educated.
Ever since I first became ill I have frequently been advised by doctors to give up my education, right through from my GCSEs and A-levels up until…… Read more “Get Educated.”
Go Shopping.
What might seem to be simple everyday tasks for the majority of the population can become Herculean feats with a malfunctioning body, and one of these things…… Read more “Go Shopping.”