On April 19, 2003 I had an on the job injury that left me with chronic back pain and eventually cost me my ranger career. Over the years I’ve allowed that mo...

I’m a self-taught comic book artist. I took art classes every chance I had at Marsh Valley High School back in Idaho, but it wasn’t as if we did any kind of ...

I still hadn’t told anyone that I thought I was a lesbian when I started college in 1985. I didn’t know any out LGBT people although I knew they existed. But...

My mind’s eye is blind. I have aphantasia or the inability to conjure visual imagery in my mind. This impacts my fictional writing when I’m trying to describ...

Earlier this week the Retrograde Communications crew wrapped the May/June issue of Plus magazine focused on those who have recently learned they are living w...

I’ve tended to avoid being really public with my struggles around pain and disability and some of the reasons are that when you do share about these experien...

I was moved beyond words when Beverly Little Thunder—a Two-Spirit Native American activist, Standing Rock Lakota Elder, and author of the memoir, One Bead at...

A reviewer for Kirkus recently said my novel, Swimming Upstream, had a significant anti-war theme. He’s right. But here’s what he got wrong: he took the word...

This is me in 1979 with Buttercup, one of our Saanen goats in the corral I helped my father build. Like my character Ki, I was raised on a small farm outside...

Swimming Upstream is a work of fiction, but it has been deeply informed by my own experiences growing up. Like Ki and Brooke I grew up in southeastern Idaho....