A problem has been given in physics texts for decades, and (last I checked) is still given, and the solution involves a serious conceptual error.

Allie heads into the Snake Pit and sacrifices her car in her first test of loyalty to the Vipers

They are treated like something one would get on the bottom of their boot after walking through the cow lot. This is a return to how power corrupts by those who lead this nation. The only Indian is a dead Indian. All Japanese American citizens were moved to internment camps, their businesses confiscated. Or how those of color were infected with syphilis used in god awful experiments. Maybe we should return to imprison all who are suspected of being transgender to insane asylums.

Every so often YouTube remembers that I'm a writer and starts throwing random writing advice channels at me. Lately, and annoyingly, it's been people shilling AI writing (a can of worms I am notgoing to open here, but in brief: no, I never use AI, and we'll leave it at that). But this one actually caught my attention. It's a video essay discussing how Stephen King is such a prolific writer, including video clips of the author himself discussing his process, and, shockingly? Me too.

There's a movie, probably a made-for-TV movie, about a bank robber and his teenage son.

The father's modis operandi is to dress his son as a girl and send him into the bank before the robbery.

Then, when he's leaving, he grabs the "girl" as if taking a hostage -- everyone of course is horrified and doesn't try to stop him for fear of his harming the girl.

I'm pretty sure I only saw the first five minutes or so, up to the point where the kid pulls off the wig and protests that he's had enough.

This is just my story, not some crafted persona, certainly not some clever ruse (I consider myself barely intelligent). Just a reflection on the slow, imperfect journey of growing into the voice I am becoming.

When I first started writing, I felt the real 'me' was boring. Too rushed and too... eager. like a child jumping to show off their 'incredible' project. Everything felt... off. So I reflected and put on a bit of an edge. Jax Voss was the name I gave her.

Dear Readers,

When I took a break from writing Wildcat Fall, I ended up rewriting the story from the beginning. It's working better. But I was confused about how to reintroduce a story from the start.

So, I reinserted the newest version in place of the older one.

I know that sounds complicated, but it would be helpful to start again from the beginning.

Leslie

Ok, full disclosure: I have nothing to do with the beast or the number thereof. I just used it to get your attention.

However, some of you might have noticed that I have an obsess... eh fondness for numbers. I blame that on nature and nurture (accountant father, mother who made a career out of statistics, engineering school and so on (I don't include dabbling in the black art of Business administration since most people in that field can't count)).

Get to the point?

Oh all right. Today two significant milestones regarding my stories were passed.

I hope you enjoyed Ethertravelers. The end is finally posted. (You can also read it from the start.)

I am working on the next chapter of “Open Arms” and I’m going to mix it up a bit with this version’s storyline about the Joels, in order to set in motion the reasons they are intertwined with the Robison family,
Here is a painting of Damion Joel that Greg sees hanging on the wall in the Joel’s living room.

Hey readers a new Shadowsblades is up and have fun reading and PLEASE PLEASE give me some feed back here I am not sure if this is appealing to you all anymore or the stories got dull as my readership seems to have dropped off a cliff again?

The ebook for Circle in the Sand is now on Amazon

I want to thank everyone for reading the error-filled version.

A couple of weeks ago, I met up with my angel Mike. I have blogged before about him. We meet up several times every year. He encourages me to express my "Leeanna" side. When I first met up with him I was petrified going for a walk along a quite seafront at night. Each meeting now I cross another boundary.

Has anyone heard anything from Shiraz? She did post a few times about NHS (I think) troubles and health issues, but that was almost two years ago now and I can not recall anything more.

Ok, I admit, I’m also having Tammyverse withdrawals. (Odd symptoms; shakes, needing to use the ‘loo’ at odd times and a craving for haggis. (Even though I’m in Canada) I am still on the edge of - SOMETHING - waiting to find out what happened to Burgess.

with love,

HER

I'm determined to finish some of the stories in my bone pile. To that end, I've been working on one that I call "Extra Credit" about a young man will graduate middle school in June. The hang up is he's not been doing his homework and his social studies teacher counts homework and 50% of the grade. He gets A's and B's on his tests, but his fall term for the class is a D. His mother wants to enroll him in a top tier prep school. But with that grade pulling his GPA down he'll never be accepted.

I have today put 'Mates' out on Kindle, for those wanting the book.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0FHKSSTMZ/ref=sr_1_1?crid=21WO5...

Not the most descriptive title, I know, but I couldn't think of any other way to put it other than freakin' wild. I've never had a dream, or technically a set of dreams, stay on point to tell a continuous story like that in my life, and, bear in mind I have ADHD so I'm used to "weird" dreams that are unhinged. This one was actually somewhat down to earth which is what made it stand out. It almost felt like a past memory more than a dream, except for specific elements that I remember, that definitely point to it being a dream and not something more supernatural/paranormal.

Basically, I lived the life of a gay teenage girl, but with a heck of a plot twist at the end.

It will be an anniversary of my transition, 39 years ago - told you I was old. I'll be dragging myself up to the hospital for a diabetic eye test so won't be celebrating, not that the cats are very much partygoing types, they don't even drink milk prefering water from the toilet pan although I give them clean every morning. Since that day, I don't know how many posts I've made here, more than anyone else by quite a margin. I've been reading some of the back issues of Bike that Sephie posted and continued on.

Can’t recall seeing a mention here of Tanya Allan’s latest. it’s on Kindle. No TG, at least not yet, but quite good so far.

Pete is awfully cute in her practice uniform. :)

What does coach want to warn Pete about?

Somehow I've got an autocorrect thing going on that I don't want.

When I type -- 'll, it autocorrects to -- 'all.

I've gone to the options selection; selected proofing and the autocorrect options. Scrolling through the list presented I can't find it to delete it.

Anyone have any ideas on how I can get rid of this?

... that I am running Angharad's EAFOAB for her until she can recover. Maybe something will spark some divine interest in her to recover her ability to write it. It will take a love within herself, a love for her characters, and a desire for action packed drama again :) If I get past the current serial arc from episode 1240 through 1255, Ill insert more action packed serials.

I am trying at least while I am waiting.

Sephrena