While reading the “Daily Fail” to my ill mother, I came across this slightly disturbing article.
As an introvert I intensely despise small talk, but I’m not autistic and I do not have Asperger syndrome, unlike actress Darryl Hannah (right). The “Daily Fail” has a rep for misrepresenting facts and blowing situations out of proportion, but I couldn’t help but question if introverts and those that can’t handle small talk are really being labelled with disorders, either officially or by self-diagnosis.
Continue reading Are Introverts Wrongly Labelled with Asperger’s?
Continuing on from What Reading Means to Me, Part II: The Teenage Years.
Bitten by Kelley Armstrong
During Christmas break from university at age 18, I browsed the shelves of Ottaker’s book shop (they later merged with Waterstones). There I found Bitten, reminding me of The Bloody Chamber with its female werewolf protagonist, I bought and read it in a number of hours, soon returning for the sequel.
This was the beginning of me taking full control over what and how much I read, the quantity of which increased so much I had to set a financial limit.
Continue reading What Reading Means to Me, Part III: Adulthood
This is propaganda, pure and simple. Designed by the parent of an only child to make herself feel better about her choice by collecting countless positive (quantitative) studies to dismiss the negative only-child (qualitative) experiences of Sandler’s friends and other interviewees, while debunking supposed stereotypes and replacing them with reasons why everyone should do as the Chinese do: have only one child, and in the process, shaming those that have more. In the end, I feel this is a biased, self-congratulatory piece of questionable value, of which I learned nothing new.
Continue reading One and Only: The Freedom of Having an Only Child, and the Joy of Being One by Lauren Sandler