Okay, here's what I told Sephrena last night:

Before I left the hospital, she was stable and "sleeping normally" which is the doctors' way of saying "not in a coma".

My partner is back in Chicago. No one to cuddle with.
My sister is connected to beeping monitors. No one to check in on.
I'm way too pumped full of worrywart-flavored adrenaline to sleep, anyway.
Oh, and ICU visitation doesn't start until 4pm.

If anyone wants to chat to the "Real Allie Wilson" (my name is Ariana), I'm on gmail and chattable - admiralcarboncopy AT gmail DOT com

I saw this joke today and I had to repost it here. I felt it was somewhat fitting...

Walter's Problem Page

Dear Walter:
I hope you can help me here. The other day I set off for work leaving my
husband in the house watching the TV as usual. I hadn't gone more than a
few hundred yards down the road when my engine conked out and the car

Not a dating date but it's with a guy. :) Haven't had a date in 25 years and not with a guy for a year longer than that.

Hope things go well, I'm wearing purple. :)

- Erin

It's about time! I should be able to post the first part of 'Oh, Cheers' later today! Looks like it might get expanded to 5 parts from 3 due to some missing bits I found, but regardless it's all coming along great, and this time next week I should be able to post part 2. With any luck (cross your fingers here) I'll be able to have this finished posting by the end of June or July, then I can get back to Echoes. Thanks for being patient with me and my rambling on all the time :)

Melanie E.

The Midweek programme at 9.00am on BBC Radio 4 this morning, there was a piece that will be of interest to Top Shelf readers. It is about two friends, Richard and Andrew; Richard is a writer and Drew was working in the engine room of a P&O Ferry, and they were old friends, taking biker holidays together. Drew, who was married with kids then told Richard that he Transgendered and was going to have SRS.

For anyone who's interested, I am having a great deal of trouble getting The Sight back on track.

The reason is, a couple of people decided to try ripping me a new one in the comments and it kind of took the wind out of my sails. Since then, I managed to produce one chapter, but it seems the muse was not amused and no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to get it together.

Currently, there have been several comments about slavery and those states that have laws that are more tolerant of the trans-gendered in the United States Of America and Canada.

I have made a few minor changes to the end of the previous Aunt Greta chapter (School ’n Stuff) that will make the new Chapter, Back to 1944 Again easier to follow. I am posting this blog just in case you start wondering how I arrived at happenings at the start of this chapter.

Thanks for reading,

Hugs

Gabi

I am a Christian. I was raised a Southern Baptist. I am lucky that their dogma did not poison me. I believe that GOD LOVES us all and that HE will not oppose one that wants to correct their body to the gender that they want to be. If you are T.G. in anyway, God will accept you as you are.

Hi Everyone

In my rush to get to the end, which been filling my head for days, I left out a few crucial lines that may or may not be significant :-)

If you were one of the first 200 readers you would have missed it.
Sooooorry

Hugs

Alys

"Yes, they are," said Amarjit," and do you know where there is a really good medical school?"

bombs bursting in air... yeah, this is actually going on over my head as I write this - no, I'm not in a war zone, it's neighboring B***** College setting off a fireworks display to honor the graduating seniors. I've just reached a rather momentous decision in my life, which is why I've been rather distracted, lying rather low lately (is that a tongue twister?), trying to figure things out.

I want to thank all of your for your comments on my attempt at writing something worthy in Karen's world.

I would have liked to have responded to Stanman's blog, but I think there is more to it than that. As an author I've always written a story completely before posting it. The exception is Show Me The Money. I know that was a shameless plug, but that wasn't the point. All my stories were posted as a complete work, with the exception of Runway.

A couple days ago, someone posted a link to an NPR program on approaches to treating TG children.

Here's part 2 of the series:

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=90273278

I just got off the phone with the Waldenbooks store manager. Between us we have set the date for the signing! It will be May 31st, which is a Saturday afternoon, from 2-4PM. See my previous blog entries for the location. All advertising has to be done by me, including some kind of poster they can hang in their window, explaining what, when, and where.

As I approach episode 300 of Falling Off A Bike, I think I'd like to take check on if readers still want me to continue posting them or to bring it to a conclusion.

I'm aware it's at best literature lite, but given its preparation is zero, I really do write them directly to the site, which sometimes shows.

The power was off last night. There was just me and my laptop in the dark, and my mind started to wander around.

Imaginary Conversations I Might Have Had Once, With a Girl

One

Felicia, I know I’m not cool, and I promise I’ll never tell anyone we’re, you know, we have anything going on, but, do you think, I mean, could we just be friends? Friend friends?

Downside risk: Eeww!

Upside possibility: You mean talk and stuff? I s’pose so. [Thinking] Uh, Harry, would you help me with my Algebra?

I don't get the blues, I get the grays. Life seems colorless and little annoyances seem sharply defined because of contrast. The few joys in this state feel faded and evanescent and cause for more sadness because each one is small and fleeting.

I was reading a story, I thought was called "Rhapsody" and now I can not find it. I thought PB wrote it. "Hellllllppppp!", The young drama queen cried piteously. Anyhow it was about a Bass player in a band who dressed as a girl to hide out from bad guys.

I became aquainted with the Internet in 1980. Remember the amber screen, DOS, 720 kb flopies, and the 8088 chip? Oh, there had been been people messing about with tiny PCs before that but I never could see the point of it with their miniscule capabilities. I didn not want to mess with computers, I wanted to do something.

Although I'm from Gower, and would vigorously oppose anyone calling me a 'Swansea Jack', I have to admit an attachment to the 'ugly, lovely town'. In the ten years since I moved away it's managed to smarten itself up a bit, and returning as a tourist I spent much of last week trying to photograph it.

The date (when) is still to be determined. No more than a week or two from today, I believe. The where is The Waldenbooks Store, in the Lakewood/Chautauqua Mall, in Lakewood, New York. Likely either at 7-9PM on a Friday evening, or 2-4PM on a Saturday afternoon.

My posting for the next 3 chapters will be delayed as i am to reenter hospital tomorrow. I am experiencing significant discomfort from my surgery. I also have a severe infection in my bladder and kidneys. BLESSINGS TO ALL. I will return soon to post THE TRIAL part of my autobiographical story.

Thanks for your patience and understanding.

Mellissa (prairie_girl_64)

So, when I was talking about posting the pieces of this story I wrote as a sort of fanfic, The Violet Ajah, I was proud of the fact that I had actually gotten James Rigney's permission to write it, as well as the fact that he liked the first 4 chapters of it when I sent them to him. [NOTE: James Rigney is the real name of the author known as Robert Jordan]

J.T. here!.

I was at the Outback this evening and saw a story on ESPN that intrigued me, so I looked it up when I got home. Last Saturday the Western Oregon girl's softball team was playing Central Washington, when senior Sarah Tucholsky, for the first time in her life, knocked one over the fence with two girls on base.

I just got off the phone with the manager of our local Waldenbooks store. It seems that they CAN order my book and STOCK it, which means that they CAN and WILL schedule my book signing!!

I informed the manager of my TG status and that I would be into my RLT by the time we get this set up and she replied that it would be no problem!!!

It may have been there for months. Everyone else probably knows about it, commented upon it even, but I have just noticed another male/female brain test on the BBC website at http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/sex/add_user.shtml

According to the blurb -

'Some researchers say that men can have 'women's brains' and that women can think more like men.

In which we find Arcie lamenting about the forces of evil interrupting the creation of a masterpiece (or at least into something consisting of pixels shaped into characters, in turn being shaped into words, then sentences, then paragraphs...).

Hi folks and fans of the Gabyzone.

As our servers are still not back, Maddy Bell decided to open a yahoo group to get the discussions going again. So please take a look at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/maddys_scribbles/

Saphira

If my book signing comes off, I fully intend to publicize other books written by you, as well as talk about those who haven't published yet, but who have more than enough talent to publish.

What I need to know from ALL of you is, do you WANT me to talk about your work by story titles and pseudonym, or do you want to remain in 'stealth' mode?

As from midnight tonight, Penny and I will be sallying forth. A seven hour ferry is not exactly as exotic as "night boat to Cairo" but then that's the wrong country anyway, however the idea's sound.

I wanted to say "thank you" to all my friends out there and wish them along with everyone else, a nice quiet week while I'm gone.

You'll all have to get your "vacuous ramblings" out without me!

Okay, I know no real holidays are coming up. (Does Mother's Day count?)

Starting in the next day or so I will be reposting my BLSB Holiday Cartoons. Some are older, some are newer. Some may be hot off the presses! ~.^

-- SD

I'm posting this here, because I think that readers who might otherwise enjoy a particular story are skipping over it because they're making certain assumptions about it that miss an important point.

Today is a sad day, and I felt the need to get some of it out.

I have noticed that now many authors have started including a picture or cartoon/avatar with their stories and comments. Me, I find the addition to be very welcome. They often help to tell the story. I am glad that this has happened and I hope that it continues too.

You know...it is the same old same old here. That is why you are "dead" ...you can't grow...

I fully realize that this is not a 'get out of jail, free' card, yet I feel as though I have just been, finally, given permission, not that I needed permission, to finally begin being the person I should always have been. I am ecstatic at the moment, and only waiting for the go ahead to begin my real life test.

There is an interesting article in today's Independent regarding the above.

It can be found on

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/education/schools/lonely-road-why-school-is-hell
-for-transgender-pupils-814378.html

I just got my bunny plushie from the mail and she is sooooooooooooo cute ^^

http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=170198345379

I met a girl the other day and can not get her name off my mind. She's HalaMaksoud and a real mystery to me. Saying her name seems best when pronounced to the beat of Bedouin Drums. HalaMaksoud, HalaMaksoud, HalaMaksoud...just seems to become a chant. Can't you see Her/my hips shimy like...oooooh, mmmmm giggle.

Please limit the amount of characters unbroken by a space to a dozen. Thank you.

I have stumbled onto a web site that, so far seems very good, though I have a lot of reading to do to completely understand it.

http://www.gendertree.com/Reparative_Therapy.htm

As I become more proficient in remembering my dreams, they lead me down a meandering path.

I blogged a few months ago telling what a cool dream I had. Yet, recently, I've had two dreams showing I still have a long path to tread.

I came across this BBC article about the UK's "Child Exploitation and Online Protection centre" which is somewhat similar to Allie Burns' department.

Perhaps, one day, we will see Allie visiting the UK?

URL http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7359589.stm

Posted at Fictionmania by Tigger. It will whet your appetite for Aunt Jane and Seasons House and being from Tigger, I know that it is a good as his other Seasons House Stories. I will not give away the plot, you have to read it or your self.

Here we are again, the end of another weekend with work lurking just over the horizon. Once more I feel that I haven't done very much at all, didn't do a bike ride or write another masterpiece, only fiddled about and achieved very little.

I hope this is set up right, I so seldom use it. I figure no one wants to read about me anyway, they have their own problems. But, I figured why not?