I need the assistance of someone who knows all the ins an outs of Firefox 22.0. I've been running Firefox as my preferred browser for many, many years and it's always performed beautifully. Then last week, suddenly it's incompatible with my Windows 7 home premium OS. They've been getting along famously for a year and a half and now I can't get it to fully load. It starts and then without even starting to display it quits.

I don't know if any of you are familiar with the story of little Logan Stevenson, the little 2 year old boy who was suffering from cancer and served as the best man at the wedding of his parents over the weekend. Sad to say little Logan lost his battle and died Monday night. It was such a sweet story to read and yet it just tears your heart out. If there is one thing in this world that will get to this hard heart of mine, it is child that is in pain for one reason or another. His troubles are now over and I pray the blessings on his family.

RL's been a bitch this summer, and I've said and done things that have hurt people I care for. Time to go away and try try to find the calm center in my storm (again).

For those interested....

Peter Capaldi is the 12th Doctor Who.

"We Think He Might Be a Boy"

The story of the Tiny Tornado, a five-year-old trans-boy, as told by his mother.

looking for a story about and a women in the land of Oz caught the bug the women into a man and she had to kids the boy into a girl.

Once again I’m appealing for help in tracking down a story that I’ve lost in the maze of my hard drive archives. I think I last read the story within the last two years but I also think it had been hanging around on my hard drive for quite a while before I did read it so it could be as much as five years since it was posted... Somewhere! I believe that the story was quite long, maybe in the mid-twenties of chapters, though I can’t be sure if it was posted as individual chapters or as a single post. I can recall a little of the start and a little of the end...

Something for you to mull over while i'm away.

1. I'm thinking of producing Kindle versions of the Gaby books.
2. it looks like a lot of hoop jumping, is it worth it?

Got called at noon for an interview at 2. As of 3 this afternoon, I am employed again. Just got to wait for background check to return. Now to get those bills under control again

I just wanted to thank all the authors who take the time to write & post the stories we all love so much KUDOS to all of you great creative minds plus thanks to all thiers muses for kicking butts to get they to get it done.
A few posts ago 1 of our readers asked about authors we have not heard from in a long time , to that point have you new & old readers gone back to read any of the great older posted stories you need to check them out.

I was rummaging through Fictionmania, and came across a couple of authors that I've read before, then let lie fallow, then picked up again - still wondering. Plus others :)

Hi every body,

The questioning mind wonder.

Some of you received the "Get a bigger...." Spam.

• I know most do not even want to have a penis.

I am currently staying at an extended stay hotel and about to become homeless. I need about a thousand dollars to help finish paying the deposit on a rental. Currenlty I am unemployed but have some income coming from my mothers estate but it is not enough to make the down payment. Have job interviews during the next two weeks and awaiting answers on on previous interviews. I had to move to South Florida to find work. I will repay everyone as soon as I can.

Please send all donations via paypal to zepro@comcast.net.

So, I have basically just COMPLETELY outed myself to my mum, by accident. How? You may ask. She had just come round to drop off a few things, unannounced. She then stated that she was dying to pee (to hide the fact that she wanted to inspect my flat, of which she has no right). So I let her past the door to go. The first thing she saw was my loungeroom's mess to which she said "oh my god" and I replied "ha, it's about to get much worse". She then delivered another "Oh My God" with a lot more.....honesty.

Where in the world is K-Jo anyone over in the UK know where she is or heard from her? Just to know she is OK & work is keeping her busy.

Some people have been wondering where I've been. So it seems only fair I should tell them.

Just to ease everyone's mind, I hadn't been sucked into the Bermuda Triangle, nor had I been abducted by aliens who force-fed me Cheez-Its while making me watch episodes of "Real Housewives of New Jersey." And, as should be obvious by the presence of this blog entry, I certainly haven't died. Though if I had, and I still managed to produce a blog entry, that would give a whole new meaning to the term "ghost writer." (Slight pause while everyone groans.)

chapter of Book 9 is now posted.

Just by way of a coincidence I am writing the equivalent chapter of book 11 as I post this so look out for the concluding part of the book on Lulu in the next week!

I had a little interaction with Stanman over the past years & he and I had some laughs about the post from EOF about the mmorfg or what ever you call the interactive games you play on the internet .

For those that haven't noticed, there is now a nice dedication to Stan in the memorials. Thanks Erin!

Well I'm finally out of the hospital for the third time this year :)
All three times were for depression, I just wanted to ask if there were any others who can relate here?

I just finished re-reading an oldie I wanted to mention. It is called The Suit by LJ over on FM.

The end of book 9 is fast approaching! What trouble can Drew or Gaby get into now?

(Today anyway). It doesn't really feel like I've started the backside of the Half century mark. You think anyone would notice if I started counting back through the forties instead? (LOL). Well in case anyone hasn't figure out what I'm ramblin' about, I've turned 51 today! I know I know, to some of you out there I'm still a young whippersnapper, But seriously there are many days I just don't feel "This young!" LOL. Big Hugs to all, Taarpa