- Vancouver, Washington, USA
- December 20
- Colver Press
- Author of "An Uncommon Friendship: a memoir of love, mental illness, and friendship," now available on Amazon and at www.anuncommonfriendship.com. Now working on an essay collection, "Early Lies," due out in spring 2014.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Still Recovering
October 14, 2014 12:48PM
- Why I Will Most Likely Never
Write Another Book
September 11, 2014 03:15PM
- A Stepfather's Death
September 22, 2013 03:02PM
- Failure IS An Option!
July 24, 2013 09:54PM
- Mental Illness, Death, Life
May 31, 2013 03:26PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Much love to you.”
September 11, 2014 03:13PM
- “Excellent. You can mourn
something lost no matter how
lost it. Hugs.”
October 08, 2013 10:17PM
- “Thank you both so much
for the wonderful
September 23, 2013 12:34PM
- “Oh, I'm so sorry Gayla.
I know it's
Heidi, I love
to talk about mental
June 18, 2013 04:29PM
- “Thank you for all the
really nice comments. Such
people, all of
June 01, 2013 12:37PM
Monique Colver's Links
- MY LINKS
I am told, from certain reliable sources that shall go unnamed, that I am now one of the invisible. This means that I have reached an age at which I can wander freely through society and no one will see me since I am not young and attractive, just middle-aged and… Read full post »
This is not what I’d wanted to write on the occasion of Stew’s birthday, but circumstances seem to have a mind of their own. Today, January 10th, Stew Young would have been 40 years old, if he hadn’t died of cancer 3 years ago. It’s hard to imagine Stew at 40.… Read full post »
Years ago I was writing a regular (or irregular) column for a military publication. My column on suicide prevention and the desperate need for it generated much response, most especially from airmen and… Read full post »
We begin this week’s Hell’s Kitchen marathon with the usual manufactured drama, and I get the feeling that 2 whole hours of Hell’s Kitchen is like being in hell. Not that I would know, but I’m starting to wonder.
We’re going to be brief this week because I’m… Read full post »
5 and 6, that’s what it is. Excuse me for my confusion, but apparently there’s some really good programming scheduled for this time slot in a few weeks, because again we have two episodes in one night. Clear the decks! Get this show over with! That seems to be the… Read full post »
Two hours of Hell’s Kitchen in one night? Can I possibly stand all the excitement?
People have said to me that they can’t stand all the yelling, that it upsets them. I say, “I’m just happy no one’s yelling at me.” Yelling is a part of the human… Read full post »
It started off just swell, with Andrew the Farmer reminding us he raises and butchers his own animals. He also likes to eat them raw, as he showed us last week when he served Chef Ramsay steak tartare. Ramsay thought it was disgusting however, so we’re not sure if… Read full post »
Hell’s Kitchen returns, promising: “This is the one you’ve been waiting for.”
Wasn’t that what they said last year? I know they need to keep outdoing themselves in order to keep our interest, because the public is fickle and easily displeased, and we want more drama, mo… Read full post »
What the hell is wrong with you people? It’s 11 at night, and you’re taking your little kids through the McDonald’s drive through, and shouldn’t they be at home asleep? And NOT eating fast food? And why are your kids getting out of your minivan and running around while… Read full post »
You might ask what’s been getting into me lately. I’m peeved, that’s what. I’m peeved because my mom has cancer and it’s spread to her spine from her liver, which, as it was, couldn’t be cured, could only be slowed down with chemo,but she’d been doing well on… Read full post »
Or, for that matter, any kind of wild animal.
I appreciate your cooperation.
I really do.
And for your information, not that you asked, I don’t stalk younger men in order to sink my talon-like claws into them and drag them back to my den.… Read full post »
I get all my news from only the most trusted sources, so it must be true. After all, the Federal Reserve Chairman said it himself, and who would know better than he? I, for one, am greatly relieved to hear this. Whew, that was a close one, wasn’t it?/…
Do you keep in regular contact with it? Give it a call now and then, just to make sure it’s still around and hasn’t departed in a huff because it feels unloved and unwanted?
Not me. I know where mine is, now that it needs to be replaced. I… Read full post »
Last week I went to see Mr. M a total of three times. Wednesday I asked if he wanted to go outside, it being a cooler day. I’d given him his M&M’s, not just one bag, but four, in case one wasn’t enough. I’d started with five, but ate one before… Read full post »
Good times. Today is the day charming husband and I should celebrate our 2nd anniversary. Two years, and they said it wouldn’t last. Don’t ask me who they are, for I can’t imagine who would say such a thing. After all, we’re perfect together. Today is also Cinco de Mayo. An/… Read full post »
1965. Maybe. Thereabouts. Add or subtract a year or two maybe. Don’t add more than two though. There’s my life before my stepmom, and my life after she showed up, and she wasn’t around yet. My parents were divorced, and after my mother tried, unsuccessfully, to take care of m… Read full post »
Back when I was still doing the job thing, many years ago (yet not so many that I can’t remember it, unfortunately), I found myself in an unbearable situation. By unbearable, I mean my supervisor was a jackass. For all I know, he still is a jackass. We haven’t exactly kept/… Read full post »
Let me state, first of all, that I do love my in-laws. Over the past few years I’ve learned not to believe anything they say, but I do love them. It’s not that they lie, or deal loosely with the facts, or behave maliciously. They do, however, live in a… Read full post »
Ever have one of those dreams that reaches deep down into your psyche and grabs up something better left at the bottom of a swamp, where no one can ever find it again? Ever wake up afraid that the dream was a manifestation of what you should already know, but… Read full post »
I always knew I’d die young. (Later I married a Young, so that would have been a good time to go, it would have fit in with my philosophy, but alas, I’m no longer a Young and I’m still alive.) I knew it just as I knew the sun would… Read full post »
This morning I find myself wondering if Cecil has made it through the night. Last night, when I sat with him, he was in the process of dying, and it was progressing as active dying does.
I met Cecil last night, when I was asked to provide a couple… Read full post »
Yesterday my sister-in-law asked what her husband, my brother, Jeff, was like as a baby. Now that she and my brother have their own baby, Aidan, she’s wondering if Aidan is like Jeff, I think. I think that’s why she asked, though our conversation, which was strictly instant messeng… Read full post »
I wrote the following in October of 2007, a month or so after Stew had been given his diagnosis of "it's cancer, sorry, we can treat it, but it's going to kill you sooner or later anyway."
So I'm sitting at my desk this afternoon, which I do most afternoons, when… Read full post »
If I tell you a story of my ex-husband and his mental illness will you think of him only as a person with mental illness, or as a mental illness attached to a person? If I tell you a story of him and his cancer, will you think of him… Read full post »
Because you asked for it, here he is, straight from the Hosler Junior High Yearbook 71-72.