Literary Madness

Literary Madness, my academic monograph, is now available on Amazon US and UK.

Here is the link for scholars of literature and disability studies:



From Winterson’s The Poetics of Sex. 

Damn, I love this woman. Where does she come up with this stuff? “My feelings for you are Biblical…you are hard to love well.”


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"My softball team didn’t win the league title back in the summer of 2010, but I walked away with a much bigger trophy. Becky was sitting in the stands with my teammate’s girlfriend, and when we chatted after our season-ending loss, the chemistry was undeniable. The next night we went on our first date, and the rest, as they say, is history. . Becky woke up one October morning in 2011 in excruciating abdominal pain, and a colonoscopy led to a diagnosis of ulcerative colitis – a disease I knew nothing about. The doctor said that Becky would require drugs for the rest of her life in order to be “normal,” to which Becky replied, “Doc, there are no meds in the world that’ll make me normal!” . We spent Valentine’s Day 2012 in the hospital, as Becky had a bad flare. She’d lost 15 pounds and couldn’t hold down food. There was no better time to let her know that I’d be by her side forever, so I asked her to marry me right there in that hospital room. Her weak body melted into my arms as we embraced and committed to spending the rest of our lives together. . Once Becky got out of the hospital, we gave our kitchen pantry a complete makeover. We committed to the Specific Carbohydrate Diet. Before we knew it, we were making yogurt like a makeshift fro-yo shop! We ate veggies, clean protein and fermented foods, and we discovered the joy of cooking together. The following spring I decided not to rejoin my softball team. Instead, Becky and I took up yoga. In June 2013, Becky was able to ditch all her meds. Her last follow-up colonoscopy (August 2015) revealed no inflammation or sign of disease. Our new lifestyle had paid off. . During the darkest of times, I recognized when the meds were doing the talking for Becky, or when she was trying to push me away out of guilt for having “dragged” me into “her problem.” It took me a while to make her realize that it’s OUR disease, and that I wasn’t going away – just like it’s OUR satin blazer (it’s gorgeous, she just won’t admit it). . On the day we got married in 2013, Becky never looked more radiant. She jokes that I was born without tear ducts, but on that day it was waterworks.” . This story was originally shared on @healevate

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A beautiful story and a gorgeous and inspiring image to go with it. There are beautiful people in the world. As rare as it is, there are people who truly know how to foster a caring and nurturing environment, both for themselves and their partner.