Well, I thought I would share the story of 2 dances I attended. The first one was in Junior high. A girl talked me into showing up (not as her date, just to go), and I was miserable because I was struggling with shyness, so I did something bad. When the song "3 dressed up as a 9" came on, I found the girl, and said it was her song. (Not nice, I know) But she topped me in the nasty department the next day, when she began to spread the rumor I had danced with a boy and had wore a dress.

Greeting and salutations! Part 14 and the Final Chapters of Once the Hero is posted at StarDust! This completes my 2nd novel. Yay me!

I'll post that final part here at BC on Sunday along with the character list already up at Stardust.

I do have a question for all my readers. Anyone who have seen Tim Allen's Zoom's Academy can see the similarities between OTH and that movie. I'm thinking about doing a self-published version of OTH, but if it's Plagiarized that of course is out. I'm simply too close to the story to tell. My question is does anyone think my story is plagiarizic?

Dreaming of Cheers
Standing Up to Life: Book 3
by Tiffany Shar
Coming Friday!

I know you're not going to like this, but I fear that the appearance of Chapter 4 may well take longer than usual to produce.

I look in the mirror on my return home. There are the perfect eyes and lips I painted a few hours before. I'm definitely getting the hang of this makeup business. Pencil eyeliner, four shades of shadow expertly blended, brows trimmed, plucked, combed and secured in the right shape with some pump-type hairspray that I've transferred to an empty clear mascara bottle. The gel that came in it was useless, so I took it apart and washed it out. My lashes are bold and beautiful. The latest two-part mascara I've tried looks to be a big winner. They'll probably discontinue it next month.

A few months ago I remember responding to someone who asked would people be willing to post a photo. Nothing Salacious, just a sort of "Hey, this is me!"

Well, at the time, I didn't have any photos of myself, but I did state my willingness to post one, so here it is. Now whoever asked has to look at my face every time I comment on something. Serves ya right!

That was when my sis visited at the end of Novemeber '09. Great visit, horrible picture. Now let the making fun commence!

I realized that I left out a paragraph in Chapter 3 of "So, Here I Am". It has to do with a switch. I will not say more in case you want to read it.
I also want to thank everyone who has read my story and a special thanks to those of you that left comments and voted. This has been a very hard story to write since I am reliving my past.

Hilltopper

I appreciate this is ‘off topic’ as it were, but I was most surprised to read this article from AA Gill in today’s Sunday times, regarding his dyslexia. He is a perceptive writer whose work I have enjoyed for many a year.
Perhaps some of you here suffer from dyslexia or know someone who does, so please take a few minutes to read what it says, many of us can empathise with the youngsters he meets as well as his own experience.

http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/education/ar...

Love to all.

Anne G.

I'm sorry to say that Once the Hero has been delayed again. I'd finished the story even before I began posting but because of feedback and earlier tweaks, I heavily edited the last and final chapter. It is now some 6 thousand words longer and I hope ties up a few more loose ends.

Currently it is off to the wonderful Kimmie and Hope so they can do their magic. When they're finished and I have a chance to give it that one last read of approval I'll go ahead and post it.

I hoped that it would've been ready but it was not to be. :(

Sigh...

Grover

Well, I found a place to be dorothy. After my 2nd class in career planning, I went to my local pride center. I was only hoped to find a list of TG friendly businesses that I could leave a resume with, but I also found out they have a weekly meeting Sunday night, and TG are invited, so I am going as dorothy. Then, to cellebrate, I went to my local mall, and visited a middle-to-high end department store, looking for a new skirt.