Me, An Action Figure #Open Book Blog Hop #Wednesday Words

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Welcome to this week’s Open Book Blog Hop from Stevie Turner. Here’s her prompt. “They’re making an action figure of you. Describe the toy and accessories. (Do you have a catch phrase? Favourite items, clothes, hair style?)

My profile picture above should give you some idea of what my action figure would look like. It would have the same brown hair and brown eyes and be wearing the same red turtleneck with accompanying scarf, the color of which I’m not sure. I don’t remember what color pants I was wearing when that photo was taken, but most likely, I would be wearing black pants with a red turtleneck and black shoes and white socks.

My most important accessory would be a folding white cane, which I use most of the time when walking in public. Oh, I almost forgot about the mask. Made of cotton, it’s blue on the inside and with a blue and white print pattern on the outside.

I would also have a backpack which would include water shoes, a towel, and other items I’d need for my water exercise classes at the YMCA. A neck pouch would hold my phone, Kleenex, and other items I’d need when just taking a walk or in situations when I don’t need a lot of stuff handy. There would also be a fanny pack, holding a billfold, coin purse, and such items for shopping and other excursions. Last, but not least, I recently ordered a shoulder bag in which I’ll carry my Braille display, water bottle, and other things I’ll need when attending in-person writing workshops.

So, what would your action figure look like? To participate in Stevie Turner’s blog hop on the subject, click here.

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By the way, for those of you who use the National Library Service for the Blind and Print Disabled, The Red Dress is available for download from their site here. No matter how you read it, please be sure to review it wherever you can. That goes for all my books. Thank you for stopping by. Stay safe, happy, and healthy.

 

New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

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When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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Concealed Cane #Poetry #Excerpt #Thursday Book Feature

Today, I’m tooting my own horn instead of reviewing someone else’s book. I know. Sometimes, I can be so vain.

I’m pleased to announce that my poem, “Concealed Cane,” which was originally published in my collection, That’s Life: New and Selected Poems, now appears in the December 2019 issue of Wordgathering. This online journal features fiction, poetry, essays, book reviews, and interviews by and about disabled people.

Because of the magazine’s move to its new headquarters at Syracuse University, the release of the December 2019 issue was delayed until last week. You can visit the publication here.

The poetry section offers recordings of poets reading their work as well as the text of the poem. My poem is displayed this way. Please click here to read it or listen to a recording of me reading it. Enjoy! Thank you for stopping by.

 

New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

Front cover contains: young, dark-haired woman in red dress holding flowers

When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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Five Things I Don’t Like #Blog Tag

Thanks to Beetleypete and Stevie Turner for inspiring this post. Now, here are five things I don’t like.

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  1. Barking dogs. Please don’t get me wrong. I love dogs. But when a dog is left in a yard unattended and barks and barks and barks for no reason, it drives me nuts. Put yourself in the dog’s shoes. How would you like it if you were left alone in a yard with nothing to do but run around. Unlike humans, dogs can’t occupy themselves with smartphones, tablets, and other devices.

2. Drivers who don’t stop. Here in the United States, drivers are required by law to stop and let a pedestrian with a white cane cross at a legal intersection. In case you don’t know, a person using a white cane is either blind or visually impaired. Because many drivers don’t obey this law, I try to cross where there are stop signs. But some drivers ignore stop signs and keep going. Fortunately, I can see them coming, but others aren’t so lucky. Someone needs to invent a cane with a camera that would allow its user to snap a picture of an offending vehicle and send it to the local police department.

3. People who drive while texting. Many accidents have happened as a result of this inconsiderate behavior. It may be a good time management tactic, but how many people must die or be seriously injured before folks realize that the human brain is not capable of handling such multi-tasking? There should be a law against this and a way photos of offending drivers can be sent to the authorities.

4. Able-bodied people who park in spots reserved for disabled drivers. Yes, these places are usually located conveniently close to entrances. But if you have two perfectly good legs, there’s no reason why you can’t park in a regular spot that is perhaps farther away. So what if you’re at the supermarket and anticipate carrying several grocery bags and have three whining, crying kids. A person in a wheelchair can’t walk, let alone carry groceries. So, think about that the next time you’re searching for the perfect parking spot.

5. Companies that employ skeleton crews during the holidays. The week before Christmas a couple of years ago, I lost my Internet service. To make a long story short, it took almost a week for it to be restored. I then learned that it was a simple matter of flipping a switch in the local office, but the person responsible for doing this was on vacation. Now, I’m no Scrooge. If this had happened on Christmas Day, I certainly wouldn’t have expected same-day service. But there’s absolutely no reason why the problem couldn’t have been fixed when I first lost service the week before. I have since switched Internet providers.

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How about you? What are five things you don’t like? You can share them in the comment field below or on your own blog with a pingback. In any case, I look forward to reading them.

 

New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

Front cover contains: young, dark-haired woman in red dress holding flowers

When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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Re-blog: A Poem for National White Cane Safety Day

This week, all my posts will be in celebration of National Poetry Day, which is today. Since today is also National white Cane Safety Day, here’s a poem about how I use my white cane. It was published in my collection, That’s Life: New and selected Poems. Click this link to hear me read it. I’ve posted this here before, but it’s worth a second read, don’t you think? Enjoy, and whether or not you use a white cane, please stay safe.

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Concealed Cane

 

When not in use,

it’s folded, tucked under my arm

or stuffed in a back pack.

When I step outside,

I pull free the nylon holding it together.

It unfolds, clicks into place.

I walk away, ready to face adversity.

 

Author Abbie Johnson Taylor

We Shall Overcome

How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

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Meeting My Inspiration Again


One sunny afternoon last week, I was resting in my recliner, listening to the drone of lawnmowers and whine of weeedwhackers as my landscapers did their weekly business in my yard. Suddenly, I heard a crash. This time, it wasn’t my garage door being smashed by a truck belonging to a patron of the day care center next door. It was a lawnmower colliding with a car in my neighbor’s driveway on the other side. I know this only because one of the landscapers, not knowing me, came to my door, thinking it was my driveway and my car.

According to a policeman who showed up a couple of hours later, the car sustained a lot of damage. I gave him the landscaping company’s phone number, and he gave me his card, saying he remembered asking me years ago if drivers were stopping to let me cross streets with my white cane. I couldn’t believe it.

In the fall of 2002, I was single and living in an apartment complex subsidized for seniors and people with disabilities. A registered music therapist, I was working in a nursing home. On a day off, I was walking home after my water exercise class at the YMCA. I’d just jaywalked in front of my building and stopped to talk to a neighbor in a wheelchair when she told me there was a policeman behind me. I turned around and there he was, on a bicycle.

Where had he come from? Had he seen me jaywalk? Was I about to get a ticket, my first ever brush with the law?

To my surprise and relief, he asked me if I was having difficulty crossing streets because drivers weren’t stopping. I told him that as long as I used four-way and other intersections where drivers were required by law to stop, I rarely had a problem. I also explained that I couldn’t see well enough to get the license plates from offending vehicles. He said he would bring up the issue at roll call and rode away.

Now, I was again flustered, even though I’d done nothing wrong this time. All I could tell him was that our first meeting had inspired my first novel. I should have given him my card, but I didn’t. He probably thought I was nuts and wished he’d given me that ticket for jaywalking years ago. In any case, we parted amicably enough.

After I posted about this incident on Facebook, someone asked if the story would continue. That remains to be seen. I may never see that officer again, but I’ll always have the memory of how our first meeting inspired We Shall Overcome.

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Abbie Johnson Taylor
We Shall Overcome
How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems
My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds
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