Hi

News.

Marine is almost there, Book 1 is being proof read, so it won't be long.

Candy Cane 2 is steaming ahead.

Behind the enemy 2 is grinding along... there is a difficulty in the research element with this one.

Every Little Girls Dream 2 is coming along nicely.

Gruesome Tuesday is posted, so it will be live within ther next 24 hours on my page Tanya's Page

To Everyone at BCTS, Happy Holidays, whatever you celebrate
This is my little holiday tree, decorated by me and my sister Mel.
Diana

According to a local newscast, the defense team for Pvt. Bradley Manning, the soldier accused of leaking secret documents to Wikileaks, says Manning has Gender-Identity-Disorder. It was one of his alternate female personalities that leaked the documents. ???????

I have not been able to come up with a source for that last statement, but the APWire has this in it's story: "The defense has said that Manning, who is gay, was bullied by fellow soldiers. Manning's defense team says he told Adkins he suffered from gender-identity disorder - the belief that he was born the wrong sex."

I've been part of this community for a little over four years, but I don't think I've ever said much about who I am or where I fall in the spectrum of transgendered people.

I have tried many things over the years to get a little extra life for a breast form once I have inevitably gotten a cut in the protective film. As I do sleep in the forms this will happen.

Usually I get close to two years before it does though.

My latest ones only went about a year.

I was looking at my read count, yes I do that often, and I notice not a lot of people have ventured into my new tale "It's a fluffy, pink, Christmas Little Katie."

I think I understand why and I would like to put everyone's mind at ease.

This story is something light and magical and will contain none of the following:

1) The main character will not be abused.
2) The main character will not be kidnapped.
3) The main character will not die
4) There are no evil secondary characters
5) No Gatorade bottles were crushed in the writing of the story

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.

Portia

The Family Girl Blogs (aka "The New Working Girl Blogs") Blog #15: Flying is fun? Hah! To see all of Bobbie's Family Girl Blogs, click on this link: http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/book/28818/family-girl-blogs

I am leaving for Manila at 8:30 this morning.   It's for work, not fun.   I'm arriving in Manila thirty-eight hours later, or Monday 10:30AM Manila time.   And I'm flying back Tuesday 8AM Manila time, and arriving in Reagan twenty-five or so hours later, or Tuesday, 8PM Eastern Standard.   Sixty-three hours, or more than two-and-a-half days of flying time, for all of twenty-one hours in Manila.   and much of that would be time on the road, getting ready, or whatever.   I'd probably just have eight hours with the office guys... yeesh...  

Well, my latest story took a lot out of me. Its total fiction, but I cried writing it. I hope you guys like it.

I notice people have been reading my storybut leaving no comments. I agree with Enemyoffun about comments, please leave some so I know if my story has been enjoyed.

I bought a 3 dvd set of Jim Henson movies: The dark crystal, Labyrinth, and Mirrormask. They are incredible, and its interesting that two of the films have teen girls as the lead characters. Its also kinda interesting how much I could identify with these two girls, and how much I learned from them. Just one of those things, I guess.

Yup, today's the day I take another step further into old-gitness.

I'm fifty-one for fuck's sake, I never imagined reaching twenty-one and after a really odd year, I look back in wonder as whilst some of this year has totally overshadowed the rest - the car accident and all - I've now got a house in France, published my first book and wonder what fifty-one's going to be like.

Dear friends:

An early Happy Chanukah, Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year.

G-d willing, I will be flying to Israel tomorrow with my wife, and will be lighting my Chanukah Menorah in Jerusalem on December 20. My first visit to Israel. Will be there until December 29.

Best wishes to all

Rami

Here I sit in Sue Towers, quill pen in hand - well it's a keyboard, but what's poetic about a lump of plastic.?

Outside it is dark and the wind is coming up, (too many curries). My typing finger is wearing down to the bone as the story just gets longer and longer.

First I thought that I could do the story in one, easy to manage and digest lump. Then it got too long and as I know that some readers have a short attention span and anything over one thousand words might cause a brain freeze (that's an ironic joke by the way as I am exactly like that) I decided to do it in two parts.

Hi folks

more Gaby over at www.maddybell.com and the first update in my christmas markets pages - the gluhwein mug museum!

ttfn
Mads

I came across this on AOL/Huffington post about Janet Mock telling her boyfriend I WAS BORN A BOY
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/janet-mock/transgender-coming-...
I Don't know how to post link so copy & paste the address - HUGS RICHIE2

Just thought this might bring a smile to your faces.

http://biertijd.com/mediaplayer/?itemid=30018
Click on.

Bev.

Some of you may have heard about the Troy, MI mayor's comment on her Facebook page that came out last week last week. Janice Daniels, the recently-elected mayor, posted this on her FB page back in June: “I think I am going to throw away my I Love New York carrying bag now that queers can get married there.”

I know most trans-people try to be as stealth as possible - some going as far as changing towns to escape from their past as the opposite gender. But for me, because of my circumstances, this simply isnt an option for me. I have no choice but to be up front about who I am and what I'm doing. There are many times when I wonder what it would be like to be treated as a woman, full stop, but I doubt that will happen. Ah well.

I always suspected it, but it's official now: I LIVE A SOAP OPERA.... Guiding Light, One Life to Live, As the World Turns... they can't come up with shit this good. Here's an update

Mother calls Uncle Sal to put some pressure on me to pay her the mysterious 12k.

Then I find out some truths:

Truth 1: Though my mother said the family plot in new york is full, there are actually 5 spaces available.

Well, last night went much more smoothly, despite my being in some physical pain. But the topper was when I had to tell a co-worker (who is always rather silent around me) that he had to take a pile of pallets outside. He dropped them in the freezer section of the store instead, and then shook his head, Once I got out of range of him, I started giggling, because it occurred to me to wonder if he was being sexist - he just didnt want to take an order from a girl. Wouldn't that be a hoot?

So there I was, Sunday morning club rides and I'm turned up in the normal Welsh drizzle expecting a nice 28 mile amble with the group fours; only to find no other group fours or even group threes had turned up. I'm debating taking off on my own and enjoying a nice pleasurable ride at my own pace all nice and regular like but oooooh nooo!

"No Bev", says Les the club secretary, "come on out with the group twos, we'll take it easy for you."

"Yeah!!!!!" Says I as I look pointedly up into the rain sodden clouds and the 'unsolvable porcine equasions of flight' refuse to leave my head.

We got a phone call from my aunt Pat last night, saying that her eldest son has cancer. Apparently, he had some before, and was cured, but the new one isnt the same as the old. I guess he is estranged from his dad, and Pat is angry that the boy's father cant put aside their differences because he's sick. It reminded me of the rest of my family, who have taken the ability to hold a grudge and perfected it into an art form. One of these days I should find a way to come out to them, but as they are not part of my life much, if they reject me, I dont lose much. Ah, well.

The Observer magazine has done a photo shoot of mainly gay icons. The cover has one of Pejic dressed like a bride, but the collection in the link shows an amazing one of him with a python or boa constrictor - it certainly isn't a snake in the grass. There's also one of Chaz Bono.

See what you think.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/gallery/2011/dec/11/g...

Angharad

There is little girl and her name is Maggie. To everyone that knows her, it is Kitten. They named her that because of the way she is. Full of energy that she uses up in a hurry sharing her love, joy and happiness with everyone and everything around her.

For those who said that I should let my hair grow out and straighten it, I can do that. I have tried to straighten it out and nothing keeps it straight at all. It just keeps curling up on me after dries out. Since I grew up in the military family, I have gotten use to having my hair short. I have a wig that is red and long, so I can wear that if I want to go out. I was thinking along that line right now.

Joshlyn Amanda

Well, last night I was starting to feel a wave a grief coming on, and I got to wondering what I could do to endure it better. Just when things started to look bleak, the song "The only girl in the world" came on over our intercom. Somehow, the song got me out of my rut and made me feel better again. Neat trick, that. I'll have to remember it the next time.

The Family Girl Blogs (aka "The New Working Girl Blogs") Blog #14: Being Mr. Heckles To see all of Bobbie's Family Girl Blogs, click on this link: http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/book/28818/family-girl-blogs

this was supposed to be a comment, a piece of unsolicited advice, actually, for dorothycolleen, in her blogpost, "Disassociation" -

http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/blog/32731/disassociation

i originally wanted to post it as a comment, but looking at how involved i got in writing it, i thought i'd make it a blog instead. so, i think you'd best read her blog first, so this one will make some sense.

Doing the administration here is not easy, keeping things friendly and focussed on stories, storytelling, reading and commenting on stories. Maybe I should do away with the blogs.

Twice today I have had to remove comments for being unfriendly, both times because some reported news event and someone's fairly innocuous comment sparked replies that got political and maybe a bit unfriendly. Whenever this happens, it has nothing to do with my own politics, sometimes I have to remove posts that I agree with because not doing so eventually leads to flames, in my experience.

Yesterday I wrote that my mom was fine with my feelings. Well, from the way I understood from listening to her I am allow to explore my girl side as long I do not make a show of it. I like to be a girl alone, unless I find some who are like me here in Nashua, NH. I will go out in public, but first I need to get something’s under control. Then I am getting my body ready for both. I like to cut my hair short, for it grows curly and thick. So I am looking at getting all my hair remove from the face down. When I look think of myself as a girl I think red head.

Well, I think the hormones are starting to have an effect on me, but not in a good way. Several times last night I was in tears, frustrated with my lack of strength. Overall, the day sucked, and I left feeling like pretty much a complete failure. Ah, well.

Well this is it. We're in the final stages of moving. I get the truck today and when we get that sucker packed it's hit the road time. The internet is due to be cut off any time now, and I don't know when we're get everything connected back up and online again. Hopefully not too long. Writing of course has taken second fiddle to the more immediate concerns of real life. I will do my best not to kill too many good story ideas by telling them to myself on the trip. There's that delicious zone of where the tale is unfolding that's like riding a wave.

I more than understand that the things that I write are not for everyone. I tend to deal with harsh subject matter in a pretty straight-forward way that not everyone is comfortable. I get that. But know this about me, I enjoy writing what I do (not that I get some kind of perverse pleasure out of pain and suffering, but the exploring of dark emotional places that few dare to tread gives me a certain strength that allows me to confront the shit in my own life).

Ladies,

If you haven't seen this and live in the UK might I suggest that you take a few moments to review the links below?

Killers of transgender people to get longer sentences A Link to the BBC story which covers the change.

Home Office Transgender equality strategy

I'd like to contact Alyssa Davis. She doesn't seem to have been on BCTS, and her stories' last appearance on Fictionmania and Crystal's StorySite was in 2002. Any ideas of her whereabouts or how to find out?

Stephanie James is another that seems to be MIA; she doesn't seem to be on BCTS, FM, or C'SS!

Any help in contacting or any info about these writers would be appreciated!

Karin

I'm having trouble figuring out my ex. Yesterday, after the Christmas do at my brother's, I took my daughter home, and since I didn't have to work, I came into my ex's house for a bit. While I'm there, my ex starts playing with my hair, complimenting me on its softness and length, and making suggestions to help cover up my bald spot. Then today, when I was dropping off my daughter, she noticed I now have pink gloves, and gave me the third degree for their color. Like I said, she confuses me.

Well, classes are over for the semester. That is a great relief as two classes I was taking gave me an incredible level of stress that totally sapped my creative juices. The good news is that I have a month to catch up on writing before new classes start. So I aim to have new 300 Rains, new The Journey is the Destination and hopefully some Whateley. That will be nice if I can pull that off.

But no more classes at the moment! Whee!

I wrote my first overtly sexual piece but haven"t gotten comments about it.

I'd like to know how I did. Did I handle things correctly? Too graphic? Not graphic enough? Did I handle it with style and grace?

According to my account details I have been a member for 4 weeks. This means that I have been writing, or trying to , for 4 weeks.

Mayhaps I doth write too much.

In 2 hours I am off to an assessment of a few things. I am scared, my nerves are not the best either. Not sure if I have enough time to get ready, Nor what to wear as its bloody cold outside.

Sisters and Brothers,

Yesterday I talked to Dad about how I was feeling. Well, he understood what I was going through. He asked me to look into other ways of relaxing.

That is when I really stress out. I feel more comfortable at times as a girl then I do as a boy, but most of the time it is a balance between both boy and girl. I going to try talking to my mom next. I’d like know what you all think.

Thanks for being supportive,

Joshlyn

I can't beleive I am still going strong on this story, nor that the words just seem to flow filling the page fast, I haven;t even gotten to the first date yet and Im probably already at 6k words.

My uncle passed this evening from heart failure. He was my dad's second oldest brother and had suffered from the effects of Agent Orange for many years. My problem is this, I want to be there to support my cousins who know I have transitioned and mostly haven't had a problem about it. The rest of my dad's side are the ones I am worried about. They are mostly strict Southern Baptist and Pentecostal and they do not like anything that doesn't conform to their narrow minded view of the world.

Many of you may recall that Ms. Stanton is TG.

six hours of almost constant writing of the same story. Ever feel like the energizer bunny.

For those of you who wonder what I really look like, here is your chance to have a good laugh or lose your lunch.

Va. Inmate Appeals Dismissal Of Sex Change Lawsuit: Transgender Ophelia De'Lonta Wants Surgery

Thought this might be of interest. Please keep comments on context, and civil, PLEASE!

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/12/05/va-inmate-appeals-d...

Rami

Posted on Facebook by someone from one of my other networks...

Dear Santa, This year can I please have a big fat bank account and a slim body? Please don't mix 'em up, like you did last year!!!! Thanks, __________         P.S. I have tried really hard to be good this year.         P.P.S. The incident with the greasy pig wasn't proved.

Much to my astonishment, I have been invited to a muggle writer's group through my church. I am frankly astonished and wonder how long this will last. The word from a friend of mine who secured the invitation for me is that if these people like your work, it will go to print.

So, now is the time to see if I have real talent, and am I up to writing withing the constraints of what adults see as proper spelling and sentence construction? Up until now, I have written for fun, and have ignored the rules of most of the editor mongers. I just wanted to have fun! :)

I was sitting here at the computer getting some things done for work, and while I was pondering things, some old memories hit me. Flashes from late toddlerhood, preschool, elementary, middle school, and I realized something I had not noticed before. I always had a girl my age that was a friend and role model for me. I had boys that I was friends with. At times I hung out with them a lot more, but growing up I always had that one girl that I looked to when I was unsure about how to act, or that I looked to when the boys I played with confused me or just got too rough.