Diane Sherlock

  • Updating in springtime

    It’s been a journey. I haven’t been so much neglecting this blog as coping with some challenges, including breast cancer. There’s no history that I know of on either side of my family, so it was a shock. One of the more disconcerting things was seeing my blood pressure much higher than my usual 110/70…

  • GUEST POST: Sneaky Prose Killers by Aaron D. Gansky

    Aaron and I co-wrote Write To Be Heard after meeting in the low-residency MFA at Antioch University, Los Angeles. Since he has taken down his website for now, I wanted to make sure this useful piece is readily available: Some time ago, I sent in an early draft of the first book of my Hand of…

  • The Green Bench

    Just a reminder about an award-winning short I made a few years ago. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Np104Ak6GWQ Thanks for watching!

  • My Dad As A White Man

    My father was born 118 years ago today. He’s been dead for close to four decades. My research for my trauma memoir, BAGGAGE CLAIM, coupled with the racial (re)awakening after George Floyd’s death, compelled me to take a deeper look at his life as a Jamaican immigrant in the United States. I learned that my…

  • Women and Children First

    Yesterday was a hard day. I was acquainted with one of the sixty women who came forward about Bill Cosby and have some idea how difficult it was for her and how much it cost her physically, mentally, and emotionally. Before the trial but after a news conference with the other women, I saw her…

  • I Am Not Who I Was Pre-Pandemic

    I am not the same person I was when the pandemic began. I used to be a Catholic. It’s easy to get caught up in your own life and enjoy the music, friendships, serving, and more in a faith community, but when I saw yet another priest caught not only with child porn, but child torture…

  • Asphyxiating Toxic Cycles

    As a childhood trauma survivor, I learned some years ago that we often hold our breath. It’s a way of not feeling when so much of what we feel is bad. It’s a way of disconnecting from our body because our bodies were hurt and abused. For me, it was due to incest, terror, humiliation…

  • Traumas Public and Private: What if the Inner Child Grew Up?

    Traumas Public and Private: What if the Inner Child Grew Up?

    Is it time to give up all hope that this pandemic and its mandatory pause might help us build a better society? Seems like it. We’re literally coming out of this pandemic guns blazing in the United States. 45 mass shootings in 30 days. Then today, Kenosha and Austin, with Austin mere hours after Ted…

  • Flash Fiction

    The Green Bench Originally published on September 14, 2010 by The Citron Review, nominated for Pushcart, and adapted into an award-winning short film in 2016 by Diane Sherlock Listen to him barking in the night. Fear shifts on the bed next to you, hogging the covers. Stare at the ceiling and wonder what to do. Forget…

  • Ignore The Shadow At Your Peril

    On January 6, 2021, Georgia moved us closer to democracy than autocracy. On January 6, 2021, the Confederate flag flew in the United States Capitol.  On January 6, 2021, there was an attempted coup to subvert the election certification process in advance of Joe Biden taking office on January 20. Eleven Senators, led by Ted…

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