I hope the news is wrong; however, the nurse who allowed those joking morons to get into Kate's hospital room via the phone has committed suicide. They should be prosecuted to the fullest extent the law allows. Who's laughing now?
I haven't been happy with the last two chapters of Adam and the Wishes since day one, and my Beta readers and editor agreed with what I realized was a weakness with the whole thing. The ending was too quick and easy for our heroine. I made a few minor changes and additions, but I was still not too happy with it. Today, I made a few more additions to Chapter 11 mostly. Of course, in this universe, changes such as these are not nearly as traumatic as they would be in this world.
I witnessed a murder today. It wasn't an accident, let there be no doubt about it. Before you get too worried; no, it wasn't a person, it was a young kitten. I was on Arkansas Highway 10 about four miles south of Perryville, Arkansas. This is a pretty good downhill stretch with a passing for the uphill traffic. I spotted a small animal moving slowly in the middle lane, and as I passed it, I realized it was a kitten, perhaps about 10 weeks old. It had long hair, a dark tail and head, and creamy long hair on its body.
This is an interesting community, to say the least. I know that many here are not writers or aspiring writers; however, it amazes me how some writers are so creative, and so damn good. Some writers complain that they could not grind out the next five thousand words of a story so they won't be posting this week. Others turn out charming little short stories every month or so that are interesting, and with enough varience to make them seem like new stories. Some are like Christmas trees. They're like Douglas Firs with different decorations.
... get 25,000,000 hits very soon. Maybe we should have a contest to see who gets the time the closest. Maybe George Carlin's comment about the future is appropriate.
There is an interesting discussion at this link about being transgendered in the US Military. The repeal of Don't Ask Don't Tell does not affect the transgendered in the US Military. We're not like Canada.
Every once in a while quotation marks and apostrophes seem to do this to stories. I was just curious as to why this happens. Sometimes, it gets cured. This is from the latest episode of Bike.
"á¢â‚¬Å“I thought that was only when I did the cookingá¢â‚¬”talking of which itá¢â‚¬â„¢s Davidá¢â‚¬â„¢s day off, so I suppose I suppose Iá¢â‚¬â„¢d better see whatá¢â‚¬â„¢s in the fridge.á¢â‚¬ " This was from the latest episode of bike.
I read the article twice to make sure I got most of it. What's interesting is that many readers never bothered to read it carefully. They were very reactionary. As the mother says, the painting says quite a bit about Jessie.
I am retired Air Force, a graduate of OTS, and also was an OTS flight commander and instructor for five years; however, I know that the ordeal at the Air Force Academy is something totally different. I've known a number of Academy graduates over the years; however, it's been 24 years since I retired and have lost contact with any of them. I am familiar with drill and ceremonies, taught it, and some of the other things that go on, but any information would be appreciated.
I may be wrong about this, but it seems to me if I comment on a story before voting that I am unable to leave kudos. If I vote first, then of course leaving kudos is not a problem. Has anyone else noticed this? The reason I'm saying this is that I just received a very nice comment about a recent story; however, the kudos count hasn't changed. I can't imagine getting such a nice comment without getting kudos.
This has been an interesting weekend. I posted the final parts of my latest story, Adam and the Three Wishes, and then went through the post partum depression of wondering whether or not it would be received favorably. Being filled with a lot of self doubt doesn't help one bit. Thank you everyone for reading and commenting. I feel a lot better now.
There are many very accomplished writers who have posted works here in years past; however, their works languish under layers of dust, and are relegated to the seldom accessed stacks. Our membership has increased greatly over recent years, and tastes of the readership have changed quite a bit. The stories with a few exceptions are leaning towards themes that are reflected in younger society in general. Vampires, gothic adventure, super heros seem to dominate the contributions.
Tomorrow starts the first day of my eighth decade. I'll celebrate by going to Fort Smith to visit a manufacturer of farm equipment. I'm not sure where I'll eat lunch. In the afternoon, I'll visit an advanced care organization that is surrounded by a hospital - nice people. They take care of post operative patients and patients recovering from serious illnesses. As far as celebrating goes, I'm not much for it. Maybe I'll celebrate if I make it through the next three decades with my mind and senses intact; so far so good.
Since this is the Masters weekend, I thought some might want to read my take on the tournament. The first 19 chapters are the best part. The next four are strictly an 'add on' and will probably morph into a complete tale some time in the future.
I've been thinking about my latest posted story, Charli and the Girl Cave. As it is my prerogative, I deleted the epilogue. It didn't really fit, anyway. What should have been the epilogue is now truly the epilogue. I think it works much better this way. The part I deleted will become part of another adventure, yet to be written. I do have a number of ideas fermenting about the further adventures of all the young witches. There might be a story in a few months.
There have been some horrible crimes in Arkansas over the last few days. Domestic violence seems to be exploding and culminated in several murders and suicides, and suicide by police. This is a crime of another nature and the person who committed it is just as sick as any other murderer.
I know there are some sports fans and golf fans out there. If you are relatively new to this site, you might want to read Bobbie and the Glass Ceiling. The story belongs to the Cynthia Chronicles series and has many of the characters that were recently featured in Charli and the Girl Cave. The story takes place in a famous golf venue. In spite of what many may think, golf is not a good walk ruined.
I noticed the hit count for visitors is over 19,793,000. Wasn't just yesterday that we (I think I'm allowed to say 'we') hit 10,000,000. What a great job done by Erin and the others who know how to make this refuge so nice.
Thank you, everyone for reading the story, and commenting. The response has far exceeded any of my previous stories as far as kudos go. It's nice that something I enjoyed writing has been received so well. I posted Part 2 this morning, and there are five more parts to come. I think it would be best to get this posted before Christmas (It's not a Christmas story. I already wrote one of those two years ago.), so I will post each part on successive days continuing with Part 3 tomorrow. I hope the story continues to please.
Checks can be made out & sent to:
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Note: $6000 is the operating, maintenance and upgrade budget. Amounts received in excess of the $6000 will be applied to long term debt accrued over the last 19 years.
