Good evening to all my readers.

I emailed a response to Sephrena earlier today in response to some comments, and especially one from this site and I felt very compelled to respond to.

I see severe winter marching across from Kansas to DC. Please stay safe, our sisters and brothers in its path, and preferably under cover and off the roads. The temps and snowfall make our disruptive UK winter weekend a mere shower by comparison.

Yep, after best part of a month of travelling, over indulgence and other weirdness, normality now returns,

My Summer in Pantyhose Chapter 36 is up. Sorry it's a day late. As a school bus driver I'm on winter break (remember when they used to call it Christmas break?) and somehow I lost track of what day of the week it was. :oP

For the last week I have been batching it, which means I'm dressed up as long as I don't have to take the dog for a walk. Mostly I sit in my recliner and read, which usually invites one of the cats to curl up above my pot belly and snooze. However, when I'm wearing my bra and inserts their perch is no longer available. No way am I going to let those sharp claws rest on my gel-filled inserts.

Somewhere, along the way, with my story, the 45th Annual Gala of Tiresias, I have created a disconnect with my audience here.
What did I do in that story to lose you all to commenting?
I am at a loss and would really like to know why?

Please?

Clara Schumann

Well 2024 is over, but money issues are ongoing for all of us. I've found I need to watch where my health care monies are going as I'm at a point where medical visits are itemized as hospital opposed to clinical loctions. But that's just modern life infringing on my attemps to relaxe,,,,,,,,,,hmm what to write about in 2025? enjoy it while you can; feeling life pulling me back, its late Dora

to end 2024 on a positive note, here is a list of some of my blessings:

My family, who love me despite my flaws.

My friends, who are always quick to give me support when I need it, and cheer my successes when they happen

My home - it's not perfect, but with about 3,000 people on the streets, I am grateful for it.

Big Closet: Having a place to share my stories and my blog has been a lifesaver for me.

You silly people who read this, especially those who take the time to leave a comment or a reaction.

Huggles for everyone!

Congratulations to all the entrants to the contest, there were many wonderful stories, one of the best recent contests, in many ways we were all winners. Special congratulations to Emma, a worthy first place, for a lovely story, well scripted, keeping us interested right to the end.

Best wishes to everyone for a happy and healthy 2025, I look forward to many more stories in the coming year.

K This is it!

I gonna count up the votes now and put up the winners tomorrow!

I am sure as heck gonna need some luck!

I've been ill all over Christmas and still feel weak and wobbly. I am slowly recovering, and only cough about 25 times a second now. I remind you of a piece I wrote 12 years ago at this time of year, using a character from Bike which still seems to have a charm and humour, if you haven't seen it before I suggest you have a look and enjoy.

https://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/41235/nativity-play.

We had a great Christmas Day at my daughter's house marred only by the fact that my grandson and his new wife were ill and couldn't make it. We got home shortly after 10 in the evening. I was just catching up on the goings on here on BCTS when the first power outage hit. It was a minute later that it came back. Not to unusual for my little town that only has two feed lines from the electrical grid. Then about five minutes later, we heard a loud boom and the lights went out. No doubt, a transformer blew.

For those who have wondered about the inspiration for the Prince of Speed in my Masks stories, look here:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IziCd4sXSR4

I am very happy to have a 16mm print of this. In an envelope Jittlov doodled all over. :-)

It might sound odd, because of how much of my time I spend thinking about it, but I don't dream of the trans stuff often.

But last night was an exception.

I dreamed that I somehow got possession of a necklace belonging to a goddess of beauty.

Someone suggested I give it back, but I said, “I need this. I need to be beautiful”

Then I woke up, feeling rather sad.

Ah, well.

So I planned to put on a dress for Christmas dinner at my brother and sister in laws place, when I got hit with a massive spike in anxiety. This makes twice in a row that I had so much anxiety about dressing up that I ended up giving up on it.

I have no idea where this anxiety is coming from, but for now at least, dresses and skirts are going to the back of my closet.

Ah, well. Merry Christmas everybody.

To all my friends and sisters on here Happy Holidays

We were just informed by Enemyoffun's brother in Discord that Enemyoffun's appendix had burst and he is in the ICU. That is all we know of at the moment. Please pray for him.

Edit: He is possibly out of surgery. Still awaiting an update from his brother.

Looks like Matthew aka "Enemy" will be spending some time there over Christmas. I'll see about the gift shop tomorrow to send him a stuffed animal. BCTS doesn't forget its authors. :)

Sephrena

Tonight is the last night of the Christmas Contest! You have until tonight, December 21, 2024 at 11:59 p.m. Pacific Standard Time to post your entries! I will list all of the current participants in our contest, Here are the totals so far:

Contest:

Being transgender is not a choice, but being a bigot is a choice.

Happy holidays to all of you who celebrate at this time of year, no matter what it is you are celebrating. Also I will be taking the next week off, so none of my regularly scheduled stories will be posted next week.

*big hugs*

Amethyst

Yeah, I know, which of these things is not like the others? LOL - believe it or not, they have a lot in common this evening.

I had just finished reading Emma’s latest posting this evening, part 6 of 8 of her story Who Makes Intercession, and was leaving a comment when my youngest son came in the house - he was eating dinner with us this evening. I finished typing my comment regarding Emma’s story, and got up to eat dinner.

I made chicken soup today

Yep, we are just 7 days away from the 'big' day!

Emma has gone missing since posting Pretend Princess Chapter 16 on December 1, 2024. She lives in Nigeria and shortly after that posted Nigeria had a Muslim insurgency that kidnapped a bunch of women again. I am worried for her. :(

Has anyone heard from her? her title here is cemma2035.

Sephrena

Every time I post a story here I have to go though and fix the line spacing. I will get sentences like this:

This sentence must be to long for the website because
it does this.
and the the next sentence is below like this.

I write in libre office and then copy and paste. Also, while I'm asking, how do I center something like the inscription in The Lynching Tree. It was centered in my draft but moved to the margin when copied.

Yep, its time for some bike action from our tiny songbird!

I have a new book out on Kindle which is a first for me, as it is non-fiction. The subject matter may interest some on here,, though, as it is about cycle touring. I have taken my logs from three tours and edited them to better fit the narrative, so it will come across as very 'jerky', but that is a feature.

The three tours are:
Around Western Australia
From Hoek in Holland up to the edge of the Norwegian border with Sweden
From Munich along the Danube to Budapest and then around Hungary

I'm really struggling this winter, it seems I'm back to being severely affected by the cold. Last winter wasn't bad, but this year I am cold all the time again. I have a bad thyroid, which I'm on medication for, and it makes it very hard for me to stay warm. I feel very weak, and have no energy. I have to apologize to anyone who has been wondering what happened to the story that I posted a teaser for, but I've not been able to do much writing. I promise, I haven't abandoned the project. I live in Southern California, so I feel silly complaining about the cold, but there it is.

Just a quickie that i thought i'd share.

Hello, everyone!

I’ve not been around in a while so I’d like to think some are wondering, “What’s happening with Ms Woolly and her stories?” (Some are wondering about the stories, at best, let’s be honest... :P )

I’m fairly sure I mentioned earlier this year I was in the process of getting a place of my own and had to pause my writing. I now do have a place of my own, which is amazing. What’s less amazing is this place which initially appeared to just be in need of a new kitchen and a coat of paint actually demanded an entire renovation. Oh no!

For fans of the MORFS stories ...

Britney McMaster's original site seems lost, but I have found what looks like not a clone, but a very good recovery site:

http://morfs.wikidot.com/

Enjoy!

Just to give you all an update, I paid half of the ticket I got for my expired tags and lack of a pink card, as well as getting both updated. To help me remember in the future, I arranged to get an email reminder about a month before my stuff expires next year.

I also got both my laundry and Sharon and Sams laundry done, so I am slowly catching up on the things I couldnt do until I got the car stuff taken care of.

While this is an expensive lesson, I am still upright, still able to drive, and best of all, I am still loved.

Hi good people here, late last year I was very involved here and did a lot of story work and read many fine works from you all.

Then I had an accident, I tripped on the pavement and went headfirst into a stone gate pillar.

It meant a trip to A&E for thirty stitches to my head and a repair to a damaged small artery, I have a scar line starting just above my eyebrows going vertically to the top of my skull.

Just to let people know that Fictionmania has successfully changed servers and is back and running, albeit with my recent postings there, gone.
It was interesting that when WebDeb advised us it was down there was a couple of comments about FM like - "nothing but soft core porn, most of the time" and "more sexually oriented material, for they who prefer more erotic fare". There was also the chilling statement - "PROJECT 2025 won't see any difference - if it's transgender, it's PORN; and a danger to the Fatherland".
Here is my comment in response:

Poking at the Light project in Scrivener for Hope's Light this morning, I realized that with Friday's chapter the first half of the book has now been posted. Being in seven 'Parts' in terms of its structure, this means we're halfway through Part Four...and rapidly heading towards the tipping point where things steamroll towards the finale!

I have finally finished editing my first novel 'An Unexpected Christmas Gift" to what

Due a scarcity of spoons I am just now sharing this for me very cathartic experience with you all, even though it happened late on Wednesday afternoon and into the late evening.

Linda meets her new Dad!

Second Spirit -16
by Melanie Brown
Read on Patreon

Yep, its just a day until i set off on my Weihnachtsmarkt adventure!

Looking at Facebook and ran across this. I'm plagiarizing it in total. Note that the story has Calvin giving Hobbes to his grandson Francis and then look at the picture.

"Calvin? Calvin, sweetheart?"

In the darkness Calvin heard the sound of Susie, his wife of fifty-three years. Calvin struggled to open his eyes. God, he was so tired and it took so much strength. Slowly, light replaced the darkness, and soon vision followed. At the foot of his bed stood his wife. Calvin wet his dry lips and spoke hoarsely, "Did... did you.... find him?"

As I said, looking for an old story. Can not remember the author. :( The Title is "Vertigo". ): Remember that at least. That is not impressive.

As Clint Eastwood would say, "That's enough of THAT".

Could not tell you the author of this blog.

I'm a bit early for the holidays but its also for the contest too :D.

https://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/104504/i-guess-im-chr...