2:00 AM, going to be hot. Not breathing well. Despite the site rules, are non-TG stories allowed? I think so. Just checking.

Gwinn

I went for a long leisurely ride today that stretched to over 2 hours. I've an ebike so there is no justification for saying it was in any sense of the word, "athletic". Along the way part of the time, I mused about why authors write TG stories, real or fiction. There have to be dozens of different motivations. No time was wasted on sussing out the reason for pre-pubescent incidence. Thinking about it now, is it genetic, environmental, resulting from abuse, who can say. Not to criticise, I am sure that some stories lend to wanking off. Questions, questions ....

It's just after 3:30 am here, so around 11:30 am in the UK, and I'm thinking about some of the stories I have most enjoyed. Of course, it goes without saying that "Bike" is one. "Twice Removed" was another. "Somewhere Else Entirely" is one... My mind is too foggy this time of day for perfect recall of dozens of others... "Deception Of Choice" came at a time when I needed it and it probably saved my life. Stories of 'Pete' have provided a welcome distraction.

I just don't know how to make my praise of this work any more sincere. It has taken me more than perhaps a fortnight to read this and I just finished it at 04:30 AM PDT on 5/8/2024.

I've often cried at times, even solidly wept... when I've read some works.

This time when it finished I was laughing at the prose, and the artwork was absolutely fabulous and adorable.

Thank you so much Bryony Marsh. I wish I had personally known you, though there is surely a bit of yourself here.

Blessings to you.

Gwen Brown (Boucher)

He and several others are going to prison. The story is still developing on BBC Internet.

Odd that.

Gwen

"Born To Be Exhibited"

I just re-read the piece, and even after the 4th edit, I am still embarrassed by it. I tried to get rid of it but the Edit button is gone.

Ahabidah

A few years ago, perhaps before Covic, I had been reading a story called something like "Pretend Princess", or "Fake Princess". Today, I remembered it and tried to use the BCTS search engine to find it so I could see if there were further chapters. The search engine indicated that it had "timed out", whatever that is. There had been a few chapters but it stopped, uncompleted. I can't remember the name of the author. I wonder what to do now?

Gwen

Reading another of Anne McCaffery's tales, Sassenach Pirate Planet where a senior female naval officer in a space fleet attends a dinner in what seems to be described as a Victorian era ball gown. As one might expect, the different space vessels use present day Naval designations Interesting. And they are using FTL propulsion. All this makes for fun fiction but is impossible by present day standards.

This story was in my Internet History when I started my computer this afternoon. I have no recollection of reading it recently, so when I checked, I read 4 chapters of it a decade ago, even commenting. Then suddenly the author just stopped and there are no further entries in this story or blog. It was a good story. I would have enjoyed more.

Gwen

Just tried to post a new Short Story at about 5:00PM, 3/24/2024. I do not see it on the Home Page. I'll go check on some things and then attempt to post it ONE more time and then stop. I will try to see if I failed to do something or it is a site issue.

Gwen

No.

It seems like the BCTS site is recovering more every day. Is it going to be like it was? Did we simply have too many files?

Thank you for all your hard work.

Gwen Brown

Was just looking at the comment on the story Acidailia 16. I viewed the traffic of some of the other chapters and am surprised that after being treated with such neglect by readers that the author would even bother. When a writer gets no encouragement, why continue? I get it.

Gwen

I woke up this morning with my vision being very bad. I am trying not to panic. I already ordered a large print and braille sign for my apartment door. I am hoping that my upcoming eye surgery helps but am really starting to doubt the doctors.

Any suggestions?

Last night, between 12:00 and 5:00 AM PST. my computer went down and it took several restarts and things. Was it the Internet in general or some fault of my Computer?

To dispel my own irritation, here are some important definitions:

Space is anywhere outside the Earth's atmosphere.

Deep Space is outside this Solar System.

Galaxy is a generally spiral shaped collection of stars and other matter that is thought to orbit around a Black Hole. The number of stars in our Galaxy is thought to be in the billions. At light speed, Scientists say that it would take 200,000 years to cross it.

The Universe has unnumbered Galaxies in it. Our own Galaxy is thought to be in a group of Galaxies that occupy the Lanea kea group.

Up in the middle of the night and wandering around my apartment, I discovered a dead tree book called "Nine Princes In Amber", Book 1 of several. The author, Roger Zelazkny, is not a TG author.

I am not more than 1/4 of the way into the work, and must say that the odd seeming 1970's language and break from TG drabble is most refreshing. While not a terribly prolific author, his story seems good enough.

These days, I seem to survive on a series of naps of 1 to 2 hours, and have been told not to worry by my Doctor. Lots of time to cast about in the middle of the night.

Out for a walk in a rare break in the rain, I was approached by a male that was approximately my age or older perhaps. We had a short conversation about the route of the new walking path we were on, him wanting to know if it went downtown. As it turned out, I knew it did and shared the information. He then departed, him continuing along the way that he had previously been going.

As I walked along, I began to muse about what it would have been like had he been attracted to me? I was not attracted to him but did not feel fearful either.

I found some semi permanent, non stinking, bright pink hair dye. Just finding someone to put it is the biggest problem. A beautician is more than $120. It is less the money than the BS some people put people like me through, you know the T hate. I'm so sick of it.

No threats of Suicide.

Gwen

Years ago, about 20 of them, I had what I called lucid dreams in which I was flying, and could control where I went. Psychological people said that I was trying to escape something. My then spouse got really mad at me when I told her about them. Now, I see that I was trying to escape from her abuse of me. We were married 38 years because I kept trying to make it work. In the latter years she was a "dry alcoholic", refusing to go to AA.