Every morning, I get up, look at this body of mine, and wonder how I can possibly make being female work. I mean, put it in a suit and have it lose 50 pounds, and it would probably be called "handsome".

And yet here I am, trying to change that, and somehow make this body pass as a woman's.

Its dam hard, and sometimes, it feels like a hopeless task, so why do I bother?

I've never had enough discipline in my life to reach any goal I've set, so why do I think this will be any different than when I tried to become a nurse, or before that a teacher?

For all those who have asked me to find additional formats for my books, you will be pleased to note that I am now up and running with SMASHWORDS.COM, and have started publishing versions other than KINDLE...i.e. for Apple iPad/iBooks, Nook, Sony Reader, Kobo, and most e-reading apps including Stanza, Aldiko, Adobe Digital Editions, and others......

You can even purchase Kindle versions through the Smashwords site. (the price is the same as on the Amazon Kindle site)

The first one is THE HARD WAY

On a completely lighter note from my last couple of blogs, I have passed the three-year mark here a little while ago, and in celebration of that, I would like to thank all the wonderful people here.

First, Erin and her administrator elves, take a bow. I only wish I could do more than just say how amazing you guys all are.

Secondly, to all the members of "Team Dorothy" who put up with me. You guys rock!

Lastly, but not leastly, to all the people who have left comments on any of my stories, bless you all.

Well, finished dealing with the insurance company for the moment, and I got both the bad news and the worse news. The bad news is that due to the non-payment I was cut off as of April 1, and to re-start a policy I'm going to have to pay the yearly cost up front. So somehow over the next little bit I'm going to have to come up with 18,000 $ up front to have coverage for the upcoming year.

Well, today I have to deal with the insurance company, and to say I'm not looking forward to it is an understatement. This is like going to the principal's office as a kid, only a thousand times worse, because if I walk out of there without coverage I will lose my job, hurt my family, and generally make my life suck for the foreseeable future.

I'm scared, which always brings out the PTSD, so I'm having the shakes so bad its hard to even type.

While looking through things, and seeing some criticism about the fact, I notice that I am inconsistent on replying to comments and feedback. Some authors make it a habit of replying to every comment they get, I am more picky and choosy.

My wife and I are middle class and in 1999 we loaned are boys $5,000 to purchase a house(it got them out of our house LOL).Now 13 years later they are doing a short sell , when I said I was part of that short sell because we would not see our money back I thought we lost are connection do to the silence. YOU GOT TO LOVE EM -- RICHIE2

P.S. My older boy is a C P A at least he does my taxes for free

D.C. Comics has announced that one of their major heroes is going to be "coming out of the closet." The main speculation is that it's... are you ready? BATMAN!!!!!

Cathy

Hello my lovelies:

I haven't been spending much time on here lately and expect to be here considerably less in the future. It is not that I have become a snob, or that I am depressed, but am just too busy to breathe any more, and I love what I am doing.

In truth, aside from the sadness of my losses once in a while, these are the happiest days of my life and I am pretty glad that I quit sucking on gun barrels.

Well, yesterday I made the first steps to getting myself out of the hole I've dug. My brother took me to the police station and I made my statement regarding the accident, and was given a ticket for distracted driving. My insurance company is closed for the holiday weekend (Its Victoria Day Monday), so the next step will be on Tuesday, and that one could be worse.

I apologize in advance, for what i am about to tell u all, fair warning this is very sensitve announcement and im scared, im so scared i fear what i thought i concered,

I am shaking and crying, i feel my end is coming near.

I have had 3 spine operations in my teen years and at the last one i was led to believe i never had to worry again of scoliosis.

today i went to the er, to see why my namonia hasent went away

I was told i no longer have namonia,

Your ragtime gal can't help herself--I have what I call "little girl moods", though I'm...well, let's just say, way past the little-girl years. When I'm in a little girl mood, out come the Hello Kitty scrunchies and the barrettes with the little pink flowers on them. I never got to wear those things when I was little, so I go out of my way to make up for lost time.

If I'm lucky, my home-health aide--the person who drags me out of bed and gets me showered, dressed, and somewhat presentable--will be in a similar mood.