I’m not writing this week.  I’m working my two part-time jobs critiquing papers and rewriting meeting notes.  I will make over two hundred dollars this month.  I’m still unemployable and I will always be. And Care Wisconsin wants me “to go to work.” I’m just a failure and a statistic to the system.   I don’t care.  I’m an author.


Livin’ the Dream

May 7, 2018

Life is so good.  Saturday I went to a group book signing after going to the farmer’s market.  I talked to authors who I know and talked shop.  Authors are the best medicine for me.  They remind me how far I have come since Mom has passed.  When Mom passed, my dear friend, Patti, who retires in two weeks from Madison College offered encouragement and wisdom as I struggled with my new life.  I wanted to quit but Patti wouldn’t let me.  My counselor who is leaving to live in New York has me seen grow into a man, overcoming life challenges.  Saturday night I went to my bar where I greeted with a beer and danced with a woman.  This is life and I am living it.  And Care Wisconsin wanted me to stop going to my bar because “We can’t be liable.” And I was told that I only two times a week since I don’t “Go to work.”  Care Wisconsin lost an author after reducing the funding for my care and to many disabled people in order to make a profit for their shareholders.  Wisconsin is slowly going back to institutions for long term care.  Sunday I was at the Memorial Union and I saw another writer.  We talked.  I see how much people care about me while enjoying the beautiful afternoon on the terrace. Attendants come and go.  Some say that no one cares about me, but I know better.

Just do it.

April 9, 2018

Writers say that they can’t write.  I have published two books and written another book in three years.  Stevenbsalmon.com


April 4, 2018

April means the writing conference, being with writers, pitching to agents, and dreaming of becoming a New York author.  That’s why I have a career.

It’s my sister’s birthday this week.  I dearly love her.  She is passionate, sensitive, caring, and stubborn like me.  To me, she is the most beautiful woman and a great mother.  I admire her.

Happy Birthday, Mom

March 12, 2018

It’s Mom’s birthday this week.  She has been gone for almost three years.  Time keeps flying by.  Life is still strange without her.  I’m independent now, but I miss her.  I’m making you proud.  Thank you for everything.

This week is the NCAA Basketball Tournament.  I will sit in my office, watching basketball and eating junk food.  No work just basketball.  I will go to my bar to drink and watch more basketball at night.  Life is good.


March 9, 2018

It is the first week of March.  It’s still cold and there is snow on the ground, but spring is just around the corner. 

It’s February and the new bus changes go into effect requiring passengers to pay four dollars a ride.  People with disabilities will have to sit out in the elements waiting for the bus.  This new change won’t work after the police receive several calls from concerned citizens , seeing the disabled, enduring the cold and the snow.  Word will reach the mayor and the city council.  The rule will change immediately.  An author predicted it.

V-Day Blues

February 12, 2018

It’s Valentine’s Day this week.  Valentine’s Day leaves a hole in my heart.  Going to the strip club or getting laid is meaningless.  She is out there, I know.  People have told me especially women.  Sometimes I believe it and sometimes I don’t.  I will keep looking.