I swear this Challenge is personal :) Asking a dyslexic person to re-type unfamiliar words is like searching blind through a miasma of letters that usually results in a killer migraine. Thank goodness for spellcheck ;)
I told someone recently that I don’t want others to expect less of me because of my disability. There is no reason to accept this disability as a lacuna, a gap in ability where I simply shrug my shoulders and say, ‘well, I can’t do better, so that’s good enough...’
My goal as a writer is not to be satisfied with the pupa stage, but rather to become that imago, that adult stage. I want to write so well that readers fall in love with my characters and are impressed by my writing style. Reaching that point where people would be shocked enough to oscitate (and I don’t mean ‘yawn’) when they later find out that I am dyslexic. That kind of staggering synchronicity.
What are the hurdles in your own writing? Do you get depressed or frustrated? Do you accept your limits, or do you fight against them?
