Having dinner with not one, but two pastors can be a tad nerve wracking. Now, imagine you're meeting one (who's known you for 20 years) as yourself, for the first time... And then imagine that you're meeting the other for the first time and he will be your pastor as you transition. Can we spell butterflies?

Beverly Taff reminded me that a noted author, some say it was Mark Twain, others GBS, that golf is a good walk ruined. Well, I enjoyed the game for years, although I never was better than about a 12 HCP. Last year I posted a story about Bobbie Anderson (nee, Schmedlap) who is a very sports minded witch who will never use magic to gain an advantage in sports. Her best sport is golf; however, she was an exceptional baseball player as well.

I am glad at the reception that 300 Rains is getting. The overall story so far is at 118k words and climbing. It is looking more and more like I am going to pull it at the end and try to sell it, after a bit more revision and stuff. I will have to run it past a few friends who aren't trans to see if the story holds their interest, as that will determine where I try to sell the book.

I find myself wondering if there is something in the air. My girlfriend Kylie seems to have gone into a pit of despair, and at least 3 other friends of mine are not far off from that. I wish I could help, but I'm barely functional myself. God, have mercy on us all.

Since I started writing for my Retcon stories again, I've received several private messages addressing a problem with my earlier stories. You see, when I first started writing these, I had made the mistake of assuming that the target audience would be primarily fans of the comic book genre (who were also interested in TG).

So I would write as if everyone knew about the characters and situations I was talking about. Just one example, in 'When Lightning Strikes' Chapter 1, I make an off-hand reference to "Akira", by Katsuhiro Otomo, when talking about a minor character.

In about three hours, we will hit the 15 millionth visitor to BCTS since the beginning of the new count in June of 2005. If it's you, duck!

And thanks!

Hugs,
Erin

Poor Olivia, she's getting put off again. I tried to appease her by making her show up in Devil but I assure you she will be back soon.

My next story is another Retcon story and I'm afraid I can't give you a Spoiler :)

We had a great time at the BC picnic yesterday! We stayed so late, we had to take down the tents in the dark. LOL.

I'll let someone else who's better with names list who all made it, I'm afraid my memory would fail me and I would leave someone out.

It was great to see some old friends and meet a few more new ones in person. I think we talked about everything from document hassles to where to put the period at the end of a quotation. :)

I don't know when we can have another of these but we can probably talk about it in chat.

Hugs to all,
Erin

Well, today started well, and went downhill. I had my daughter, we had a good day. But my gf Kylie is down, and by the time she went to bed, I was a worried for her. Then, I happened to read the most recent chapter of "you meant it for evil" After I read it, I started shaking and couldn't stop. My brother was committed after my dad died, and after I visited him there, I had nightmares of being committed myself, especially because I thought my gender issues meant I was crazy. Thank God for some online friends who held me together until I got my breath back.

This has to be a new record: 89 comments and counting. I know that many of them are replies by the author; however, this is what a good story is about: great writing that stirs up even the most reticent of commenters. Great job, Lilith!

Portia

I hate myself right now. . .for what I did to a character.

I should have realized something was up when I was crying so hard I couldn't even finish the story. It hurt that much. Even now I find it hard to read the screen. I'm second guessing myself, which is something I rarely do with a 'published' story.

I'm seriously considering just scrapping the project completely and never returning to it. I don't know how much more of it I can take.

I really love this character. He is my little boy. He is my little girl. And I had to do this to him.

Well, I have good news.

I have a job.

It's only 33 weeks, working as a temp for Dell, but it's better than nothing.

Now the problem....

I asked the recruiter about what I needed to do as a transitioning woman, and the NEXT DAY they called me and said that the job wasn't going to be starting on the start date.

For those who don't know, I have two wonderful 10 year old girls. Yup, they're twins.

Anyway, the two of them went to a friends birthday party tonight and as 10 year olds do, they had a blast.

When I went to pick them up, everyone but my girls had already left. As usual they weren't ready, they and their friend and her brother were too wrapped up in playing. They were playing dress up. They all were dressed as their favorite Disney princess, even the brother. He was made up as Snow White. It was all very charming and I just couldn't help but smile.

Down to Earth

So apparently Prince William is feeling pre-wedding nerves. He's also inviting everyone from the helicopter base where he's currently training to the wedding.

But evidently, that's not quite newsworthy enough for the Daily Wail (a far more appropriate name for the newspaper!). So they've done some digging and found one of his colleagues is transgendered... and yes, the tone of the article is about what you'd expect from that publication.

I find that the title is as much as I can actually do toward making an actual April Fool's joke. The cruelty to lead you all on is not within me ;)

I seriously considered doing something else, but it would just not be nice.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-cambridgeshire-12906196

So far as I know, this is not some April Fool joke. The date on the story is 3/31/11.
Basically, a hen became a sort-of rooster, crowing, strutting and changing comb and wattle and quit laying eggs, after a molt. Veternary suggests reason as though it is not unusual.

Woohoo! I broke through my writers block on HaP thanks in part to P&J. I've written a very important scene of the book and have another coming up maybe later in this chapter.

The down side to this break through is that I haven't written the next episode of P&J yet. but don't fear, I hope to have it written and up this Sun. Monday at the latest. (for those not too pissed at me to read it).

A.A.

I am working on my first story, but currently having a bit of writer's block. Fun, not. Ah, such is life. Think the concept is sound and my research is done, now if I could only get my main character to start breathing. Redman

Sorry, left early to see my daughter and ex this morning and got home too late to make it a good idea. Apologies to my regular readers, but I had a nice day out. It was quite funny how we still fit stereotypes - I fixed up some curtain poles and repaired her shed window while she shortened some jeans for me. The only difference being, I could have done my own jeans but she couldn't do the DIY stuff.

Then had a couple of hours playing mall bunnies with my daughter followed by dinner with her and my ex and the long drive home in the dark. In the words of the prophet - I am knackered.

I have several stories that everybody has liked and they have been in limbo for quite a while because of my constant hospital stays. I will get to each of them because they need to be finished. Thank you all for reading, commenting and your wonderful support.

Love & ugs,
Barbara

I was wondering if any of the professionals here know anything about cases where female hormones were used on male children at a very early age; say, starting about one year old? I am looking for development of the wider pevlic bones, shoulder structure, and the seemingly more flexible ligament structure of a genetic female.

It is part of a story idea that is growing in the dirt in a dark place in the basement of my mind.

Those who know Karen may be aware she's anticipating major surgery in the near future - a triple heart bypass of the coronary arteries.

Those of you who believe in the divine might put in a good word for her, as I know she's worth it.

Wishing you a speedy recovery, Li'l Sister.

Angharad.

I keep reading stories written to some "Ultimate Writers' challenge". Where are the writers' challenges posted? Is this just something that Melanie does or is it a Big Closet thing? I haven't written a story in quite awhile and maybe I'd get some inspiration from a challenge.
Hugs, Jezzi

Alright, so here's the question.

I'm working on both PFH Book 2 right now and Switcheroo heavily, with another few projects getting worked on here and there. I'm not going to make any changes to the way I'm doing PFH, since it's into the second book already, but I am thinking about making a subtle change in how I do postings of Switcheroo. Specifically, I was thinking about going from two chapters per post to one, so that I could potentially post more often.

Well, I just wanted to apologize for the delay in publishing anything besides this blog. I'm writing a little sweet fantasy story called "Rock Star Makeover", and real life is currently making "sweet" hard for me. It'll come soon, I promise.

It's been a long since I logged into BC and I went looking for my previous posts.

How do things change??? My last post was 2 GF hitter and I'm back to being alone and hikemori to use a japanese expession. I went as stealth as possible but was more or less forst to be a voice for the T part of LGBTQI (bummer if you are the only one in about 30 people that can speak for the T part at meetings from an LGBTQI group -_- there goes the stealth at work).

I'm not just talking about things like "Men hunt, women clean and have babies" here, either.

Growing up in the South, in a very small, backwater community, I was exposed to a lot of what look in retrospect, to be downright stupid social stigmas.

What got me thinking about this was reading a popular story on LGTales about a boy who starts practicing ballet. If I had had that open to me - i.e. if I had been born a girl here, or just plain born anywhere else, I would be in a lot better physical shape today.

Peter The Duck

Well, I managed to make my mother cry last night. She had gone to bed, but woke up at about 130 when she realized I was still up. She got very upset, and told me I was sabotaging my life, that I didn't care about her or my daughter. It has really set my mood back.

I've finished up all of my homework, I generally don't start the next week's assignments until I'm fully rested on Monday, and I'm patiently, mostly, waiting for my editor to get back to me with episode 12 of 12-String.

Which is to say, I'm bored. I want to write, need to write, ache to write. . .and I don't have anything to write.

I'd recently been trying to create a new blog while looking at an old blog, and I'd accidently deleted the old blog. I really liked the old blog and the responses I'd gotten to it, so I decided to create a new blog entry with the contents of the old blog. Wish me luck!

If anyone is still sitting on the fence about joining us, please do so, the more the merrier.

If anyone sends me a Private Message here right up until 8AM Saturday, I will send more complete directions with a couple of images to help if you are driving.

We figure the unofficial starting time as noon, and to run until whenever, probably around sunset.
We'll be doing some setting up, and making sure the Canada Goose messes are cleaned up before noon. Several hundred live in the park.

The world would be a much nicer place to live if people would just agree with a few basic tenets.

Well, thanks to some wonderful people (you know who you are) I have survived my down, and am headed up. You know, I should make a poster that says "I am NOT worthless, a loser, or a joke! I am valued, loved, and created for a purpose!" in case I forget again. I would like to say I wont hear that voice telling me how horrible I am again, but hopefully, I can get better at tuning it out.

Bob Elliot, father of Chris -- Get a a Life, writer for Letterman and others -- and grandfather of Amy(?) or whatever her name is -- shes's on Saturday Night Live -- turned 88 today.

One of the masters of quiet comedy, comedy of the absurd. He and Ray have terrific caemo roles in the Norman Lear film Cold Turkey.

And my dad turns 84, Gets his OTHER knee replaced April 14th.

John in Wauwatosa would would not be here without him. So dad is to blame.

Kira still has a ways to go yet. Chapter 18 is about the gown fitings and the wedding as well as the block party that will follow. I can't just say there is going to be a wedding and gown fittings without actually writing it in; that would be a serious breach of my responsibility as an author of transgendered stories. Now, I may have said this before, but sometimes even I am surprised by how a chapter turns out, and I will no doubt be surprised by chapter 18 too.

Hi everyone.

Story in "Mail Online" Maybe this could apply to Transgendered Women too? http://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-1370138/Childless-...

Well, down I go. I'm right on the edge of a major depression, and I don't know how to stop it. My emotional reserves are dry, I'm having flashbacks, and my job situation gets worse each day. Pray for me.