Barefoot Rambling
Wandering the forested paths of the PNW. I'm a mid-life auDHDer (newly discovered), storyteller, and author (as-yet-unpublished, unless you're an agent, in which case, can we talk?).
Reading about liminality for my current WIP novel and the deeper I go, the more convinced I am that #autistic folx are liminal beings.
For some context: I've referred to myself as marginalia for 20+ years. In high school I wasn't IN any clique, but I had 'contacts' in most of them so I knew what was going on everywhere.
Later, I started adding that I was "just wired" different (only to find out I was right. Literally.) and that explained things like why folks have always found me a receptive ear and said that talking with me was relaxing and they left the chat feeling better.
Now, as a writer, I feel like this status as consummate outsider is a huge benefit. I can travel between groups, gleaning what I need to know for a piece, often just by observing for a while. Then I go back to my dark basement and write it up.
I'm nowhere near the bottom of this rabbit hole, so my thoughts are still a bit hazy, but I expect I'll have a lot more to say in the near future. In the meantime, anyone have thoughts on this they'd be OK sharing? I'm all ears...