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I am a disabled writer. I have been part of the Disability Arts scene for over two decades. My work tries to explore our ordinary lives and relationships with realism and often, humour.

The end of an era

27 September 2011


old black and white photo of a woman holding a baby

‘It’s the end of an era!’ I’ve heard it said a number of times in my lifetime. It was one of the last things my friend Brendan said to me before he went back home to die. I heard it again recently at a Creative Arts East event to say farewell to a key figure in the arts in Norfolk. Meeting old friends felt like putting on some long lost, well loved gloves. The warmth was still there. Writing has been slow over the summer, too many children in the house. I lost my Great...

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Poverty is in my blood!

23 June 2011


a series of black and white photos of the authors family and a steel girder bridge

In doing research for my next story, ‘Smoke’ I discovered that people with Cerebral Palsy are more likely to be born into disadvantaged families, as this report illustrates, Unhealthy lives: Links between Child Poverty and Poor Health. We all know this but I have never linked it to my own childhood experiences: Poverty is in my blood, like smoke from the endless roll-ups my family consumed; I still smell it sometimes oozing from my skin. Somehow, I find it comforting; I’m...

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Ann on writing...

23 May 2011


photo of Ann Young in a bar

Writing can be a very solitary process which is probably what attracted me to it in the first place. Living in a residential school with 50 other kids meant that privacy was rarely possible whilst escapism into thought and imagination became a mechanism that allowed me to survive and even flourish. My own speech impairment drew me to the written word and even now, in my 40s I prefer text to the spoken word, as a way of communicating with the world outside my front door. Although I have been...

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