Punching Dyslexia in its fucking face

So writing and dyslexia have never gone well together. The structure and tones would be horrible, the character creation would be a struggle and don’t get me started on the grammar and spelling.

Basically it would be hard work for the writer and a harder job for the reader reading his/her work.

The dyslexic writer might not even know the work is bad or would be staring at a word that looks completely wrong yet the spell checker isn’t doing anything with it, stumping the writing progress forever. And it is tough.

Imagine going through school wanting to do something academic and seeing your grades fall despite the hours of studying while your friends don’t study and get straight A’s. Or even going into a separate class because of your “disability”.

And in a roundabout way it is a disability. You can walk down your street and ask people if they have it. A lot will say yes, especially younger people. They may have it or they may think they have it.

See in my experience a lot of lazy people in my school would say “I can’t do that, I’m dyslexic” an answer that I would love to reply with a head butt to the nose.

See I am dyslexic and when I was younger I had one the worst cases of it. I struggled through school and college and ultimately not getting what I worked hard for.

But honestly I think I put the sexy in dysexya. . . might be a typo, heck I don’t know. What I do know is that it’s a tough obstacle but an obstacle that is possible to maneuver. I wanted to be in medicine. An unlikely goal and although I didn’t reach what I wanted I still tried.

Now I will be doing the same here in writing. My work will be crap. It will make no sense. But with hard work and polishing it will get there.

So if you guys see a typo. If I have done something that makes no sense or is plain shit. Let me know.

In one post about diving I mistakenly spelled crabs as craps, our water may not be the clearest but it ain’t due to crap. This was pointed out by painkills2 and will be something I look out for in future.

I was also given great writing advice from Periodically Demented to improve my novel.

So thank you painkills2 and Periodically Demented!

As for everyone who works with Dyslexia, keep up the good work, keep trying and you will succeed. If you’re offered help take it and beat that fucker with your success.

 

Thanks for reading!

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31 thoughts on “Punching Dyslexia in its fucking face

  1. Well, fcuk that noise! 😀 I’m genuinely sorry it happens, and sorry for the nasty fuckwits who think they’re helping by being shitheads and rubbing your face – or any dyslexics face – in a few typos. I haven’t seen any of that type winning Nobel Prizes or topping bestseller lists. Sometimes it isn’t what’s said, and disguised as helpfulness. It’s the condescending way it’s said.

    Here’s the deal. Even though you’re a haggis-eating, bottom-diving (in the deep sea sense of the word; I have no notion of your … ahem … sexual proclivities) Scotsman, I like you. Not enough to eat haggis, because a line needs to be drawn somewhere, but still. My hand’s raised. If you want a fast initial proofread then you have my email address. Don’t be afraid to use it, and don’t be a stranger. I like the story you’re writing and if I can give whatever little help I can to make it real, then let’s be bad guys.

    On blog corrections, who really gives a fuck anyway? If I honestly can’t understand a point you’re making (and not because you aren’t really making one) I’ll ask for clarification, because I want to know what you want to tell me. Other than that, offering free slather to any random arsehole is going to get you burned. Fuck ’em if they don’t like it. They can always go and visit some pretentious fuckwit who writes boring shit with perfect spelling and grammar. 😀 That let’s me off the hook, at least with the perfect spelling and grammar.

    Stay shiny.

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  3. Hi Addy,

    This post was really well written, lad. I’ve seen some of your comments on PD’s blog in the past and I never noticed anything wrong with them … other than the haggis, of course. 😀 You must be doing something right, or I might be dyslexic also. LOL

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    • thanks Ada. i run all my work through a spell checker and reread before i post anything. So you can overcome the difficulties 😀
      as for haggis, what is the deal, its delicious!

      thanks!

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  4. I’ve been told I was “numbers dyslexic”…as well as similar issues…BUT, i’m not sure…I was almost killed by my mother when I was a infant…it’s my understanding she shook me unconscious…maybe a bunch of nerves got ripped loose…it don’t matter now; i’m 52+ now…I, too, attempted college and simply could not get through algebra…I get the idea but it doesn’t translate…I used to love to read but I lose my place, my head starts hurting and I say screw it…I love youtube…I love learning, meeting people, and learning…OMG!!! i’m like #5 in that regards!!! so, idk, maybe I am dyslexic…but, hell i’m supposed to be bipolar and have ADHD too…hell, I just wanna retire, get my own little cave with ‘net and be left alone now…i’m not bitter; i’m resolved…sorry to be sir-dumps-a-lot…BTW, I enjoyed your post…

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  5. Me. When I was a kid. I finally knew how to read a little bit when I was 19 years old and started to read books after another. It what helped me to learn english. But my reading and writing will never be the same as you guys. It will always be in the fifth grade level.

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  6. OMGawd. Me wrong not 19, 10. TEN years old. My bad.

    Addy, I am sorry about what had been happening to you. That’s why I don’t like teachers and school. I have nothing but bad memories. PD is right. You a good person, for reals.

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  8. Hi, Addy! I so understand the”invisible” disabilities! I was diagnosed as ADD (ADHD without the hyperactive) at age 57, but I suffered with it all my life. What did we know back then, I wasn’t crippled, my arms and legs worked just fine, I wasn’t a retard, so I must just be lazy, right? “Her grades would be fine if she would just apply herself.” “She daydreams too much.” “She’s always in a world of her own.”

    I was also a liar — I kept telling people that I couldn’t see the blackboard, but it was only 20 feet away, so that obviously wasn’t the truth. That kept on until 5th grade, when the school brought in an independent representative who checked everyone’s vision — and they kept me after school and called my mother in to come get me. She was absolutely furious, because obviously I had done something wrong *yet again* to be kept after and all that. Then I heard her moan for years about what a terrible mother she was because I needed glasses. Note: she was a terrible mother not because she didn’t believe me, not because she realized she had blamed me for something I hadn’t done, but because it must be her fault that I wasn’t perfect. How do you even deal with that kind of mindset?

    So I understand about the frustration of wanting to do something, of trying your best and still getting things wrong, of being the butt of jokes because you’re just “stupid,” and worst of all being told that “you’d be fine if you just tried a little harder” when you’re fighting as hard as you can just to stay even, just like Alice and the Red Queen.

    The best I can tell you, or anyone else with an “invisible” disability is this: if you want to do it, do it. Just because you “can’t spell” and “can’t read” doesn’t mean you don’t have a voice. There are ways to work around dyslexia; you’ve already used them. Spell check and grammar check, right? And there are people who would be willing to help by proofreading, and beta reading. If you want to do it, do it. Anyone who tries to tell you you can’t is trying to build themselves up by tearing you down. FUCK ‘EM. Roll right over them. Get on your big bad angel-wing Harley and blow their doors off. Because you can do anything you set your mind to. You might have to come at it from a different direction than everybody else, but who cares? You’re not everybody else. You’re you, and YOU ROCK.

    Word.

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  9. Well, it seems you’ve generated a small but highly loyal and voluble following. Heaven help any ignorant shithead who thinks they can make you a target and get away with it. You’re surrounded by mama bears and we all have verbal nuclear weapons that will make haggis look like the roadkill it is.

    Addy’s Nuclear Mama Bear Let’s Be Bad Guys Stay Shiny Committee is now convened.

    Our Motto: “I aim to misbehave.”

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