We used to have this innate fear in my former line of work about accepting outside food. Officers aren’t exactly favorably viewed, so we never knew what we were getting. There were those who supported us, but there were also those who hated us. I played into that idea with this short story. The murmur of the bystanders was deafening. Mike held his breath and tried to block out their sounds as he maneuvered the robot into position. Don’t they understand defusing a bomb takes concentration? he frustratingly thought. He slowly shifted the brown paper box with the mechanical arm. It seemed mundane – a simple package with the address of the…

Don’t let others silence you. I’ve been a writer my whole life. I just didn’t know it. Not really. The first time I really put pen to paper in a creative way was in first grade. We were tasked with writing a Haiku (yeah, my elementary school was a little on the overachieving side). I silently formed it in my head and scribbled it on some loose-leaf paper with my No. 2 pencil. “Oh, little bluebird. Flying swiftly through the air. Spring is really here.” No idea where that came from, but I felt a shift and a whole new world of words opened up to me in that moment.…

Hello!!! Let me start by saying, “Thanks for stopping by!” I know you don’t know me, so let me introduce myself. My name is Wendy (or WendyWanda if you’re feeling adventurous). I’m currently a 40-something GenX working mom with more interests than I know what to do with. Why, you may ask? Because being neurodiverse has made my life incredibly interesting. It only took me 27 years, 154 cups of tea, 12 notebooks, and more computer tabs than I can count open at any given time to get here — but here I am! Too Many Tabs blog with yours truly is officially live!!! If you’ve stumbled across this corner…