Fighting Monsters with Rubber Swords

It’s funny, looking back a year at all the sentiments from last New Year’s Eve, a recurring theme seems to be “At least this time next year,...

Tomorrow I do the thing I hate doing the most. I say goodbye to Schuyler again. We've done this before. We've been doing this for th...

I haven't written much here, not for a while. Part of that is the simple fact that blogging has become something of a dying... well, I w...

 If you've read Schuyler's Monster, you may remember the opening scene, the meeting with a neurologist at Yale at which we received ...

On this Christmas morning, I want to reach out to everyone whose lives have radically changed this year.  That's certainly true of Schuy...

So. I suppose we have some catching up to do. Schuyler and I are in Virginia. Where we live. Well, that's partially true. Schuyler lives...

Today is the seventeenth anniversary of Schuyler 's diagnosis of polymicrogyria. There have been times in the past seventeen years when ...