So while life is going to be tough for a month or so, I shall endeavour to post if I can. There is a new Bike tonight and I received a lot of support from different readers and one or two who weren't so supportive, but I don't expect everyone to agree with me, if they did I'd have to admit they were perfect too.

I was particularly boosted by other writers who supported my grumble including some very popular ones and also for whom I have great respect and I got some extra comments so I felt happy enough to return.

I've never been a fan of dancing or cheerleading, but circumstances conspired to have me at a dance show for a local high school. It happened like this: my daughter (now in her mid-forties) just got a job working at the high school as a restorative justice counselor, where she meets a whole lot of the students. The cheer squad was planning a big show on stage, and when some of them found out she had been a professional dancer in her youth they talked her into performing with them. In my totally unbiased opinion she did them proud, as a mature woman she still has the chops.

Hey loyal readers,

Lately, I've stumbled upon a collection of masterpieces beginning with "The General's Daughter". The story kept me guessing every step of the way until the disappointing end. Wakening, sleepless in the middle of the night, I searched for and found more of the Author's stash; enough to keep me busy for a few days.

I just posted my entry for the "Take Your Daughter to Work Day" challenge. It weighs in at 21010 words. That's just about what I can read in a single setting. I hope you all are comfortable with that.

Food is important to me. I grew up on a farm. We didn’t have any money, so we grew everything we ate, plus we hunted year-round. Nothing quite so tasty as ill-gotten venison. We had cattle, hogs, chickens, and ducks.

A number of years ago I became a pescatarian. It was an answer for high blood pressure, heart disease, and environmental concerns. It was quite a while before I had a name for it. I just cut out meat. As a guest -- I’ll eat what is served and I’ll split a hamburger with my spouse about every other month. But – mostly I eat fruit, nuts, and fish.

I am wondering.

I am part way through writing a story inspired by the April "Take your daughter to work day" challenge. It's turning out to be a bit longer than I had expected, so I would like to get some or all of it posted before the end of the month. But I have a question.

I am writing the story in scenes, each of which is between 600 and 1,000 words in length and ends with a revelation or minor cliff-hanger - what Blake Snyder in Save The Cat calls an 'act out'. The whole thing will likely be somewhere around 10,000 words.

Scientists in Japan have created mice with two biologically male parents for the first time.

The team, led by a professor of genome biology at Osaka University in Japan, generated eggs from the skin cells of male mice.

When implanted into female mice, the eggs produced healthy pups, according to research published this month in the journal Nature.

The proof-of-concept research could expand the possibilities for future fertility treatments, including for same-sex couples.

Not the usual complaint (you know, “where is that bitch!”). I mean, it’s tough to start a story without her, and there are always dry patches. But that’s normal.

Lately, though, when she shows up, she rips the stuffing out of me. I was working along, the last couple of weeks, make a little progress on a fanfic idea, then more substantial progress on something that’ll need to be posted as a serial. I had some free time this weekend, and it was good. Humming.

A good friend of mine died a few days ago. He was at a funeral and collapsed. He would not go in the ambulance and died later that day at home. I used to see hime several times a week. I only heard today.

We lost touch during covid and I owed him and his wife a meal. I kept promising myself I would call him and arrange it. Life, work, and family just got in the way. I thought I'd spoken to him just last month, but when I looked at my phone log it was late December.

My next is actually the product of a collaboration with the fabulous Chris Archer, author of ‘Special Inquiries’. ‘Gamer Girl’ is the story of a lad who likes to present as a female in an online computer game. It’s only meant to be an innocent bit of fun – after all, if anybody realises he’s a boy he can just sign out and never go back, right?

It soon becomes more complicated than that, with higher stakes to play for.

Well, I have managed to make my life harder.

First, I got taken by a scammer and now I have lost my Facebook account.

Then, today, a cop told me my registration for my car had expired. I went to go fix that, only to discover my insurance had also expired.

I'm doing my best to fix this, but boy would it be great if I wouldn't put myself in these situations to begin with.

Hey everyone! I want to apologize for being so slow with Dear Rylee - I just finished writing Chapter 20 and I'm working on editing 10 for this site. Unfortunately, the editing process is drudging up a LOT of old memories. I've been consulting with people who were there at the time the story happened and finding out what actually happened and what I imagined so I can edit appropriately. Of course, I also have to deal with Tori(not her real name)'s insistence that I just 'stick to my photography' and stop writing, because I'm driving her insane.

So today was not the best day. I had just crawled out of my worst depression in decades, and then I got hit with a nasty bout of dysphoria

Once more, the simple reality that I will never be "pretty", never even get SRS, hit me right in the heart, and yet, because Mom and I were doing errands I had to keep pretending I was okay.

Sighs . . .

https://www.si.com/sports/2023/04/10/sue-bird-megan-rapinoe-...

A group of 40 professional, Olympic and Paralympic athletes signed a letter regarding recent anti-trans sports bans sent to House of Representatives legislative directors on Monday.

A couple of days ago my aunt Terry asked if we wanted to join her for Easter dinner, and we accepted.

So after I came home from Easter service at my church, we picked up another one of my aunts, and went over to Terry's place.

What we hadn't realized that her ex husband and her adult kids were also going to be there, and I don't think I've seen them since I started my transition in earnest.

So there I was, in my best Easter dress, sitting with a bunch of guys.

And nothing bad happened.

but not that funny!

I have lived in the world of numbers (insurance) for decades.

I have great respect for the law of large numbers. It states that if you repeat an experiment independently a large number of times and average the result, what you obtain should be close to the expected value.

To all my friends and family on this site, Happy Easter! Ressurection Sunday!

I know many of us don't celebrate the ressurection of Christ. Many of us don't believe in Him. I don't intend this blog post to offend anyone, so l hope you don't take it as offensive. My beliefs are such that I do believe, and I know some here believe as well. To those of us who believe its a celebration, I want to celebrate with you!

God bless!

No, its not a spelling mistake, its the name of the Anglo Saxon goddess of fertility who was honoured @ the Spring Equinox each year - yep Easter is yet another celebration adopted by the Christian church to appease the non believers.

I have just written a short story about trans women developing an "ability".

In the story I reference the anti-trans laws that have been or are being passed in the USA. I blamed the Republicans. I am from the UK. Our politics are hard to grasp sometimes, but I have no idea how laws are passed in the USA.

Please forgive me if I got it wrong

Book 5, The Light Between, has finally reached its completion. For any who have been waiting until it was posted in full to go binge read, the starter pistol has now fired! Go go go! :)

A huge shout-out and thank you to Kimmie for all her help in getting these last acts posted over the past few weeks. She's been absolutely awesome and tremendous.

Be afraid.

Be very afraid . . .

The latest chapter of Dear Rylee weighs in at about 2700 words which is abysmally short, so I do apologize for that. Most of the story is already written and I'm just posting what's in the word doc. As we move further on, the chapters begin to reach 4k-7k words apiece, so bear with me. This is the first time I've told this story and I'm doing it as best I can remember. I'm glad that everyone seems to be enjoying it and I hope that it helps some of you - it's pretty intense and we've got a long way to go :)

I find, even when it would be inconvenient, after a couple of years, dysphoria builds up and must be satisfied. Reading, anime / movies, or tv; these can only do so much. Even though it is inconvenient, I find I must satisfy these needs, and dress at least a little.

Okay I really have to share the dream I had last night.

I was working in a store that was getting ready for Christmas, as huge amounts of stuff came in that we needed to find room for.

Suddenly, I realized there was something wrong - we were apparently stuck in a time loop, doing the same stuff over and over again.
Not only did I figure this out, I figured out how to get us out of it.

The store's Santa had to pick a particular item as a present.

I told him of it, he picked the right package, and the loop was broken.

to a busy couple of weeks!

Since I'm currently in a manic state, I figured I would talk about what being manic does to me.

See, unlike the depression part of my cycle, which is always kind of the same, each time I'm manic seems a bit different from the last.

Sometimes, when I'm manic, I become giggly like I had taken a serious hit of pot. (Its also when my girly girl side comes out most. That, of course, is Jaci's fault).

But sometimes, instead of that, I become irrationally angry at everything and everyone.

Hi Everyone! I posted Chapter 3 of Dear Rylee today; I know we're moving fast but I have a LOT of this story already written and at this point I'm just trying to keep pace with the readers here. I'm glad everyone's enjoying it as I'm definitely enjoying writing it :)

So because this'll come up, a few things about Rylee:

and no weather in the title!

It’s been almost a month now since I posted a story or a chapter.

And you’re thinking, “yes, and?” And so you should.

But I realized that, from the time I posted the first chapter of my first story here (appropriately, July 4, 2022 — there were fireworks!) until March 4, 2023, I posted something at least once a week. Over 50 separate chapters or solos, and over 450,000 words.

I’m inviting you to my weekly Sunday Zoom meeting CMT. Only trans women are invited. If you have an invite feel free to invite others I include a link to my local time standard so that you might match it up to yours, Some of the ladies in the past are from Great Britain and Germany. Most of them are writers who post stories on a Big Closet Top Shelf though that this is no way a requirement. This will be the last week this invite log in will work. Next week's invitation will have the new sign information. If you haven't figured this out I send these out every Friday.

It's over! It's done! The contest is finished, the polls are closed, and we have the results you've all been waiting for!

but historically this week has often been cold, wet & windy!

so for the last week, I've been dealing with a rather nasty flu, mostly settling into my nose and throat.

So when I tried to talk on Discord or on the phone, I basically had no voice at all.ge

Then yesterday, things managed to get worse.

I broke out in hives all over my back and belly.

I called the local health line, and they told me getting an allergic reaction to a flu virus does happen, and the best I can do is treat the symptoms until my immune system kicks out the flu causing the trouble.

I see there was another shooting, this time in Nashville. This time by a Transgender girl.

Sad

Gwen

Virtually Yours “Do It Again” glosses over Christmas (due to Wi-Fi issues where Seth is at the time) and now he is also conflicted as he spent time talking with someone he met at the ski slopes. How will Elise take this news?
Releasing later this week.

Well the clocks have changed!

Woke up this morning to find it snowing heavy and 6 inches of snow already on the ground. Waited until it finally stopped around 11am to go shovel while my daughter cleared the snow off my truck so we could go to the store. The plow had not came by my home yet so getting the car down the unplowed road could have been a problem.

Stumbled upon this old (1926) pipe tobacco ad by Bebe Daniels recently

With all or almost all gender stereotypes vanishing nowadays, what still working stereotypes do you know?

Yahoo Columnist James Factora March 23, 2023

https://www.yahoo.com/entertainment/1-5-trans-kids-lives-194...

I don't know if I have ever told the story of how I became the Ugandan ambassador to my school's model UN.

I had signed up, because I was fascinated by the idea, until the random generator said I was to represent Uganda.

If you've seen pictures of the people of Uganda, they are mostly black, and if you've seen pictures of me, I am most definitely not black.

So being the nerd I was, I came up with a backstory to explain why I was picked as the ambassador, even though nobody but me seemed to take the model UN thing terribly seriously.

The Equinox has passed, the sun is out and things are starting to green!

Just as a reminder for folks, today is the last day for entries to go up in the 2023 "Abducted!" story contest! I'd originally intended to give people 'til midnight their own time zone and go on trust, but for simplicity's sake I've been asked to move that to midnight PDT (or, just under 16 hours from the time this blog will post.)

While this paper has a mixed record on trans issues, the publication of this is at least hopeful.

If you don't know where you're going, does it matter when you get there?