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Kevin Marman

Care worker, writer, memester, autist, dissenter.

I like people who not only think outside the box, but reshape the box into something else!

I've been writing since I was 10.  It's my sanctuary - though the structure often needs maintenance.  Over the last twenty or so years, I've won some writing prizes (nothing major) for short fiction, poetry and playwriting.  In 2013, I published my first novel, 'In the Day'.  Looking at it now, I can see all sorts of things I would change - but I suppose that shows progress.  I also have a collection of short fiction, 'Still Life', available for Kindle.

In 2015, at the grand age of 56, I was finally diagnosed with Autistic Spectrum Condition (Asperger's).  I live alone with my cat, Daisy, and lots of books.

My stories


Gift: A Son's Story (Postcards from the edge)

I was my mother's full-time carer during her final illness - from 16th October 2016 until 26th April 2017: the day she passed away. During that final spring, we took some day trips out to some local places of interest: Sandwich, Deal, Sheppey. Mum always enjoyed those trips. I think she knew she'd be seeing these places for the last time. Then, one day, we took the final trip. A few days afterwards, she began her final decline.

Gift: A Son's Story (short extract 4)

After my mother passed away, I needed all the support I could get - and it wasn't coming to me from family. Although I'm not religious, I keep an open mind on spiritual matters. On my birthday that year - 5 days before mum's funeral - I decided to see a medium who'd been recommended to me by a friend. It gave me a lot of the reassurance I needed - though much more was to come.

Gift: A Son's Story (short extract 3)

Another short extract from my book about my time spent caring for my mother during her final illness. After being rushed into hospital with renal failure, she hadn't been expected to survive. Miraculously, though, she pulled through and began to get physically better. But the ward she was put on was dismal and her psychological health began to suffer. She was expected to stay in for ten days. Then it became two weeks. Then three. Each time I visited, they kept putting her discharge date back another few days - and with each delay, she was getting more and more depressed. Her sister, Phyllis, had come to stay at mum's bungalow to keep it occupied for her return.

Gift: A Son's Story (short extract)

In 2017, I took extended leave from work to care full-time for my mother. A sudden illness had left her unable to live independently, and it would have broken her heart - and mine - if she'd had to go into residential care. She was only expected to live for a few weeks, and she wanted to spend those weeks in her own home, with familiar things around her, and family and friends close by. In the end, she lived a further seven months. Afterwards, I wrote a long book about her life, focusing on those precious months. This excerpt comes from near the beginning, when mum's rushed into hospital. She's delirious from the illness. I'm called into a side room and given the news.

'When did you first realise that you were 'different'?'

A classroom experience that still affects me, more than fifty years later.