I have come to the conclusion very clearly that I am no longer welcomed where I am living. My mother told me she is selling my only means of transportation to get to a job and everyone in my immediate household is mad at me now. I am nothing but a burden to them. In a few days, I will pack what I can in a rolling suitcase and set off on foot. I don't know exactly where I will go yet. I have $3 to my name right now, but no other choice but to go. I have a sleeping bag to sleep on the ground if I have to. I have needed a change of scenery for a long time.

I have now created my own TANYA ALLAN Page on AMAZON.COM. Hopefully, as I manage it, all the published books that I produce will be available to purchase here. I have already revised a few existing paperbacks and eBooks as Kindle books - RING THE CHANGE, THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS A SUPERHERO and AMBER ALERT (within the next 48 hours)

Find the page here > Tanya Allan's Page

The books are available in $$$ on amazon.com and  £ £ £ on amazon.co.uk

Having problems with my router, dunno how long this will take to fix, so Bike may be suspended until I can sort things.

Angharad.

First off, to all of you have stuck with me through this dark and rather disturbing story, thank you. I know it isn't always easy to read, and trust me at times it isn't easy to write. I do appreciate all of you who have even at least looked at the story so far, and to those of you who have commented, do keep them coming. Comments give me ideas, and show me what I should do to clear things up storywise so what's happening is understandable to the readers.

For those who missed it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kav0FEhtLug&feature=aso#

Hugs
Sue

I wonder if they turn into basketballs at midnight?

Thanks to a well-placed boot to my behind, I've stopped throwing a pity party. I'm taking a deep breath, and telling myself, "I'm okay, I'm okay...:

I was out today, on the bike, walking around a nature reserve with friends, and for the first time ever we were able to discuss the elephant in the room. I was, I am, in such a position that I needed reassurance, and to talk my life over.Now, I know they are friends, and they know about me, but for the first time I was reminded why I write supportive characters. As 'normal' as can be, married, two kids, they were totally without reservations in supporting me, and I realise I am actually blessed. Don't want to go into too much rambling, but I am now smiling.

Well, I managed to do something so stupid and almost impossible that I'm wondering if God is trying to tell me something. I managed to lose my only bra. And since I am a "special" size, it would take somewhere in the range of 50 dollars to replace it, I'm devastated and discouraged. Unless I get a miracle, I wont be going out as Dorothy again any time soon. All this gloom is slowing me down in writing "Rock Star Makeover", so I'll put up part 10 today, but I don't know when any more will be coming. Sorry.

Pakistan's tax collectors
As I was looking at a major news web site I found this and it brings a whole new face to tax time.
http://www.cnn.com/2011/WORLD/asiapcf/04/14/pakistan.tax.col...

TG_Karmon

I should be the last to complain as I am not creative as our wonderful Authors are,BUT I have 15 stories that I have started to read (I like to print all my stories to read them complete) and thier have been no new chapters in over 2 weeks ,it is because life comes first or because negative comments?? Don't stop writing because a few people done like the sart of the story write for your enjoyment and the enjoyment of those who love to read these great stories.

Well, my mom has told me that things have reached a critical point. I have 500 dollars in my bank account which basically covers my car payment and insurance for the month, and then I'm done. I'm at the end of my rope, and wondering if it has turned into a noose. Pray for me, if you're willing.

We were wakened the night before last at 2:00 AM by our little cat, Silky, trying to get our attention. There had been considerable lightning and thunder, not unexpected, for several hours. Suddenly, the wind picked up to a swirling gale. Small branches and hail pummeled the roof. We then realized that the power was out (not to return until 9:30 last night). The wind calmed down, then the tornado warning sirens began to wail. Power had not returned in the morning, but fortunately, we had natural gas for cooking.

One of the blogs I read has posted

http://onlyagame.typepad.com/only_a_game/2011/04/a-game-of-g...

where the author has come up with a "3D gender" definition that yields 27 variants.

Good? Bad? Indifferent? Fun? Useful? Insulting? Any comments?

This man is an expert on video game design but hardly an expert on gender issues.

- Moni

Once upon a time, I expected most of my stuff to receive double figures in comments and vie with the best in the then voting system. Things have changed and sometimes I only get a handful, although my core readership remains about the same so I still enjoy entertaining them with my scribbles.