Howdy fine folks! My name is Victoria Kaloss. I am a published poet, essayist and a pre-published fiction writer.

I have lived with juvenile/rheumatoid arthritis since infancy.

By age 11, my body in constant pain and deformed, my specialist pediatrician told my mother there was nothing more the medical community could do to treat my chronic illness.

He told her to expect me to ‘be in a wheelchair full-time within one year.’ He added ‘the best anyone could hope for was that she would be able to manage life in a wheelchair.’

He failed to notice me sitting on the bench next to the coat rack in his large office.

This is when I learned never to speak to a human being in the third person while in their presence.

Fate dissed the doctor’s prognosis for my life. Fate placed beautiful cobblestones and potholes upon my smooth path too.

I managed to graduate Monmouth College with a Bachelor’s Social Work degree.

I continued my education attaining a Master of Social Work from Rutgers University.

During those collegiate and post-graduate times, I underwent several joint replacement surgeries. These were the only times I spent in a wheelchair, less our 1976 vacation to Busch Gardens.

After eighteen years of service as a medical and school social worker, my working life proved a detriment to my health. My chronic illness interfered with my ability to ‘maintain gainful employment.’ In 1998, with my rheumatoid ravaging my body and no pharmaceuticals to control my disease, I applied for Social Security Disability.

I revisited poetry and photography as creative endeavors toward healing myself.

In 2002, I published my first poem in an anthology. I soon realized, I am not a one genre kinda woman and allowed myself free rein to write any which way I chose to–and well, why not?

I became a member of the grass-roots organization Liberty States Fiction Writers and am a member of the IWWG since 2013.

I write to inspire, educate, entertain and advocate for the disabled and those who love or care for them.

Extra Tid-Bits

‘Grass-roots’ appeals to my Spirit šŸ˜‰

I am inspired by words; nouns in particular.

I value the healing power of Nature.

The healing power of the Dreamtime.

The healing power of the imagination—Harry Potter šŸ™‚

The healing power of a Mustang GT 5.0 Liter convertible.

And hockey.  Ice hockey… Stanley Cup Playoffs – when my team is in the hunt.

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Tom Jones
    Mar 31, 2013 @ 03:21:32

    Hi Vicki, Love, Love, Love You! Tom Jones Go Rangers!!!


  2. madeline
    Jan 04, 2014 @ 22:37:59

    Hi Victoria,

    Thank you for your note on Poems by New Yorkers. So far there is a poet who recites in sign language. And Chinky. I asked a blind man. He was too much in a hurry. I will keep asking.
    all the best,


  3. meganclancy01
    Feb 16, 2014 @ 21:20:32

    Nice site, need more blogs like this one to keep parents happy with their kids…keep up the good work!


  4. efy
    Sep 03, 2014 @ 16:10:43

    …Vikki thank you for sharing your story. I feel so much love in my heart…I so appreciate you…


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