It's Not.

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It's not because she didn't own a gun.

It's not because she did.

It's not because she was a prostitute.

It's not because she was a nun.

It's not because she was white.

It's not because she was black.

It's not because she was old enough to know better.

It's not because she was too young to know.

It's not because she was born a man.

It's not because she did anything whatsoever to deserve it.

It's not because of her at all.

That's right folks, there's less than a week left to get your entries in!

We've had some amazing stories so far, and I'm sure there are more to come!

First of all, big hugs to all of my brothers and sisters here at BCTS. We have an amazing community of diverse and creative people.

That said, I feel like it might be a good time to remind everyone that we're all in this together. We have many different views, many different concerns, many different backgrounds, but we're all here for much the same reason: to enjoy a quality community and some quality stories.

"It's not a fairy, it's a sprite! Like the name. And it's clearly a boy."

"It's wearing pasties and a bikini bottom."

"The pasties are only because he got flagged as pornographic without them."

I fished my keys out of my messenger bag and handed them over to Brian, getting a shoulder-pat in thanks.

"Next week we're taking separate cars."

"Next week it's my gas we're burning."

"Maybe the week after that then," I decided, pausing only a moment when we reached my car to circle around to the passenger side while Brian hit the beeper to unlock the doors.

POLL TIME!

Alright, so. My life is hopefully moving in a direction where I'll be able to spend a LOT more time hangin' out with folks here, like I used to. I'm super excited for that, and I'm excited for some of the opportunities that potentially opens up...

Like more contests!

I know it's been a long time since I've ran any, but honestly, I'd really like to start doing so again. They were always a really fun way to get writers posting, and more than a few of my favorite stories have come from them.

First things first: I have no official affiliation with BCTS as a business entity. Outside doing a few stories for Hatbox/Patreon and the occasional cover, I have zero input into the goings-on or function of our site.

That said... I love BCTS, and want it to succeed. I've been an official member for almost 16 years, and I've picked about for longer than that. I've been a member of this community for longer than I've been able to legally drink!

BCTS hosts a *huge* variety of stories.

Horror. Science fiction. Fantasy. Real-world. Romance. Erotica. BCTS is home to them all.

But.

I've seen a bit of a disturbing trend popping up in story blurbs on the site, and it has me... concerned.

Heya folks!

So, just wanted to let anyone who might be curious know I'm still around.

I haven't posted anything in a while... but that doesn't mean I haven't been working on stuff!

Believe it or not, I've got several stories in the works, a book on the way through Doppler when I come up in rotation, and I'm working on a few projects with a rather illustrious partner that y'all will eventually see the fruits of too!

Heya folks! I meant to share this last night, but didn't get around to it.

Erin's posted a new short story by me up on the site's Patreon! If you wanna check it out, here's the link!

https://www.patreon.com/posts/bow-legged-girls-56524441

I think it's a cute little thing, and I'd love to see folks' thoughts on it.

Thanks!

Melanie E.

I have to change the title of my next book.

For anyone who follows the BCTS Patreon, Erin's been posting chapters of a story I was writing -- Double Date Dare -- over there for quite a while. There was a hiatus for a bit, but I recently finished the story, and re-wrote it for publication through Doppler.

Except there's a problem.

See, since I started posting chapters of the story, *another* trans fic author -- of erotica, no less -- has used my beloved story title for a book of their own.

A few things:

Writing comes in spurts for me.

Sometimes there are weeks where I'm writing-writing-writing for days on end, it's all I wanna do.

Sometimes I'll go for months without writing anything at all. Much like with my art and music, if I'm not feeling it then sometimes it's impossible to get myself to do it no matter how much I want to complete project X or project Y.

Well, right now the stars are aligning, and I'm less than 5K words away from finishing a book!

It truly would.

I could wait until my parents are gone and take a bottle of painkillers or muscle relaxers from their room. By the time they got home it would be done.

I could break into my dad's gun cabinet. Glass doors are only a deterrent when the person getting in is worried about damaging them, and what would I care, given the end goal?

I could simply walk out to his shop. A rope from the rafters, or his chain wench, or any of the various knives, power tools, and so on, depending on how much I wanted to make myself suffer.

First off, to anyone who's getting a little annoyed at all the Roses blogs, I understand. We are, as a group, collectively VERY excited about the project we've been working on, and the effort for some has been tremendous. So, bear with us for a couple more days, please, and I promise, you won't regret it.