on this thanksgiving I am thankful for pretty good health, have a roof over my head, and will have a great dinner later. I also am glad I found big closet. there I found great writers and their stories. keep up the good work guys and gals
robert

I wish all of my friends here at BCTS a most wonderful Thanksgiving. BCTS, the owners, editors, admins, writers, and readers have all made my life so much easier by providing a safe place to learn and grow. I appreciate all of y'all and wish the best for everyone.

Bright Blessings!
Cassie Ellen

I'm going crazy. Ha!

I have four stories in progress and I have decided to come clean because the first step in kicking an addiction is to admit you have a problem, right?

Well there's a chunk to get through, so I won't dither!

Firstly, the usual updates are posted today.

Just found and read this while surfing the internet

http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/oddnews/high-school-plans-on-rem...

Just stumbled upon the music video for "Silhouettes", by Avicii. It is, as they say, relevant to our interests. ;-)

Cheers!

I've just started to re-read the classic, "The Unicorn's Gift". I just know that it will be as entrancing this second time around as it was the first.

Frank Zappa died of prostate cancer on December 4th 1993.

Aunt Els Pumpkin Pickles:

Now a good number of people have heard of pickled watermelon and those that haven’t well yes they pickle watermelon. More specifically the rinds.

Now this is a canning recipe so you will need the usual things for that like Mason Jars big cauldrons…uhm pots of water and the like. Personally I like a pressure cooker and if you’re familiar with canning/bottling your own food then you know what I mean. If not look it up! It’s a seriously cool life skill.

Well, Jaci is gonna laugh at this one. Writing my autobiography has reminded me of a very strange incident. I was still in grade six, and I was on my way home from school when I saw some of my usual tormentors, but this time they had friends. Friends on bikes. Friends with knives, chains, and baseball bats.

I ran for my life, and somehow managed to get to my door ahead of them. I called the police, and decided I would do something rather stupid - I opened my door and told them the police were on their way.

Ok so work is running me ragged. More so than they used to. I'm having to fight for every peace of mind I can get in that place and I still end up with the short end of the stick.

Hi everyone,

it finished fr today. Just barely been able to edit Maiden of Bronze. Maybe something before the Christmas episode. Though each day seems to be a little more exhausting. wish could sleep

After I read Katie's latest blog, I wondered if I should apologize for my writing too. I seem to have the opposite problem than her - I cant make my stories long enough. Someone on fictionmania described my last story "Case file" as "more of an elevator pitch of a story than the full story".'

I have what I think are wonderful ideas in my head, but when I write them they end up being postcards instead of major motion pictures ...

So my apologies to all.

I've been on the 'moans for about 12 years now and can not bitch about my breasts. I think they are size B, at least one of them. You did know that breasts are not equal? My band size is 40 or sometimes 42. I should probably be slapped silly for complaining, but no one seems willing to do so.

My complaint is that in that size, the bras look um "serviceable", you know like Military Issue. YUK !!!

The pretty, lacy, pushupy, vavoomy, sexy ones only fit the little girls with like a 32 or 32 band. I am like totally green with envy. The BITCHES !!!!

Well, yesterday was an adventure, all right. First, we were later getting going than I would have liked, then a train kept us waiting for 10 minutes, and then I lost track of mom, so by the time we got there we were both seriously stressed. But the actual event was nice, and one lady complimented me on my pigtails. Other than my relatives using the male name for me, it was a decent night.