I'm trying to get the hang of bitly links and I figure I might as well promote something in the process. This will be my last one, I promise. But, people probably don't know the dress punishment is up for sale anyway and it has absolutely 0 reviews.

Anyway here is my recent facebook post:

I created a separate facebook account for "Katie Leone". This one is where I post all my updates solely about my books. I did this for several reasons. One is to keep my fans and friends separate (a lot of people here are both, but I've gotten some people out of the blue find me and it's been interesting. Evidently the APA has me on their listserv). The other, I'm sure some friends get tired of posts about my books left and right.

Very little change. Had a slight moment of hope this morning when cat tried to lift it's back leg to scratch ears but hasn't done it since. Still fights getting the medicine (liquid in a syringe so if anyone has any idea how to do this better PLEASE HELP). She did go to the bathroom... she pooped in my bed (I'm not mad) and she's peed on herself a few times. I am going to get baby wipes because I can't keep on giving her a bath. I don't think she has any feeling in her hind quarters, didn't even protest to getting wet.

I took my cat Madeline to the vet today. She was such a good cat. I had her in a little pink basket that I put a pillow down in and she just laid there, occasionally rubbing her cheek against me. At first you could tell she was very scared, but she didn't put up any fuss and we waited for 2 hours to see the vet.

I was debating whether or not to post this, but after a day it is still bothering me to the point of tears.

I was reading an academic work the other day and they classified transgender as "Tomboys" and "Sissies". I was wondering what the community thinks about these labels? I will put in my 2 cents after others have chimed in. I do know that there are several who have sissy in their name here, I want their input too.

I am trying not to take this as a sign that whenever things go too well that disaster has to strike in my life, but I am quite upset.

Ever since writing my latest piece, I've really lost the desire to produce.

Yesterday afternoon I was carted off by the paramedics to the hospital. I don't remember what happened, only what people have told me and it is quite upsetting/frustrating/sad.

http://www.amazon.com/Transsexual-Cross-Disproving-transexua...

I am a Christian.

Before anything else, that is how I identify myself and that is the core of my being.

It is finished. Well, almost finished. I summed up my arguments against trans-sexuality being a sin. Now I want to give an accurate description of your average transsexual because I think society at large doesn't have a clue. I should be done the end of this week and need to edit. Then I need a strong marketing push.

Please, please, please, put away 2.99 for you to buy this the day it comes out and tell others to do the same. I think it is in all our bests interest if this makes the top 10 apologetic list on Amazon.

I am sad. Not desperately so. But sad none the less.

Things are going really well and I am still plugging away at my academic/religious work "The Transsexual at the Cross: Disproving the myth that transsexuality is wrong" It isn't that long, but very intense on research and logic, therefore also very draining. I have to decide a lot of important factors.

I am about to embark on a project that scares the life out of me. That being said I feel that it is too important a task not to complete and I can't wait and hope that someone else will complete it.

I have started the work that I may have been born to do. It is an apologetic work entitled "The transsexual at the cross: Disproving the myth that transsexualism is wrong"

I think I am in the worlds strangest relationship:

Let me explain.

I feel very unworthy, very unloved, and very ugly today. Perhaps I need to realize that I will never gain acceptance and at best can only hope to be tolerated. Maybe I should give up on the goal of being honest with the world and with myself since it has been brought to my attention that I will never pass. The 1 thing that I don't want to be is seen as a joke or carnival sideshow.

I want to cry.

I shouldn't say want to because tears are already escaping my eyes, so I should say "I am crying"

Hello my friends.

First off, I want people to know that I am feeling better. Yesterday was me going through some things that sometimes crop up. That memory has always been a part of me, but I haven't reflected on it in a long time and all of a sudden it wanted to be dealt with. When you aren't prepared for something, it can throw you for a loop.

I am back on track. I am loving my life and looking forward to a future, one that might even require me changing my name (both first and last).

I also have hit some milestones that I would like to share.