I'm really considering pulling the plug on BC. It seems many people are unhappy with my attempts to keep this a friendly place to read, write and discuss TG fiction.

Recent blogs seemed to be going well then people started quitting because of remarks in the blogs. So I pulled the blogs and now more people are quitting.

There are some hot discussions going on and some rants, but there's no flamewar. :)

I felt sort of annoyed last night when I went to bed at 2 a.m. about the discussion but this morning I'm pleased. We can have a free-for-all and express opinions without getting insulting. Good.

Hugs,
Erin

Tomorrow I'll be leaving on vacation--or holiday as some say. I'll be gone a week, up to the Bay Area to visit my brother and I may meet a few of you at the con that's the same weekend in San Jose. I'll have my laptop and cell phone with me, so I won't be out of reach and I'll spend an hour or so a day here, no doubt.

Diagnostics say the video chip in my iMac is going out. This is bad. Hope I can make it work for another two weeks but I'm probably going to be using the laptop iBook more for a bit.

Hugs,
Erin

The novel writing contest ended during that time my mom was in the hospital and I had no spare attention. Twice since then, I've sat down and constructed the polls needed for people to vote on the contest and twice Murphy ate my breakfast. It's been six months, the novel contest is over. Everybody that entered won. Sorry, I just don't have the steam; that locomotive left the station empty.

I don't get the blues, I get the grays. Life seems colorless and little annoyances seem sharply defined because of contrast. The few joys in this state feel faded and evanescent and cause for more sadness because each one is small and fleeting.

Some people have all the luck...

Birdsong

Good thing I'm ambidextrous. :) Mousing with my left hand isn't hard but my desk isn't set up for it. I may not be doing much more today, it's not a bad burn so it should be okay tomorrow.

- Erin

Things are looking up for...

 A gritty wind, honest slots and bargain sneakers...

Birdsong

11. The Gorgon Saint

A nearly empty nightclub, a tall, skinny man with no expression at all stands in a pool of light....

Someone recently created an account here for the sole purpose of posting a blog to complain that a BC author with a similar name got a higher Google rating than he. After thinking about it and deciding it wasn't really an April Fowl Joke, I unpubbed the blog and blocked the account. Essentially a whiny troll who didn't even know how to provide a usable link to his site, he got me to thinking:

One of the consequences of restoring the database is I may have lost any new user signups for Mar 24, 2008 to Mar 26, 2008. If you signed up for a new account during that time period and your password no longer works, you'll probably just have to sign-up all over again. I'm sorry.

- Erin

A spammer whose IP address showed up as being located in Beijing has been permanently banned from the site and his user logon blocked.

- Erin

Renewal and love are in the air in spring.

Call or visit someone you haven't seen or heard from in a long time.

Forgive an old injury.

Remember the sweetness of life, for all its frustration and pain.

Joy to you and all of yours on Easter Morning.

Hugs,
Joyce