the blonde one gets her post up!

On 7/21/2011 I posted R.I.P. America Space Program. Today Astronauts were launched into space from Cape Kennedy. Congratulations on a return to space. We have regained our role in Space exploration. Next step Mars.

Rami

I'm having a tough day, so I'm looking for story recommendations. I want some light, fluffy, and happy stories to read, any suggestions?

Sapphire's place is down. Has been for several days now. Is she okay?

G.M. Shephard, the author who wrote the great series "Angel", never finished the story and seemingly vanished late in 2013. I emailed her but got no response. The email went through since I didn't get a rejection from the mailer daemon but no response yet.

Anyone know anything about these two?

Well, Lucked out again! Tuesday night I totaled my car, and almost me. On a 5 lane city street and US highway I decided to stop in at the ice cream store and get a dish to take home. This required a left turn. Somehow I missed seeing an oncoming PU truck and the end result wasn't pretty! I thought I'd survived unscathed but then I started feeling funny and, as the cliché goes, every went black. I came to as I was being taken into the ER.

Camp Kumoni chapters 11 - 15 have been edited.

There wasn't too much to edit, or repair. some misspelled words, some flow issues,

I hope you are enjoying this old story. hopefully once I finish editing it all, I will be inspired enough to continue Erika's story.

A,A,

For me it's been lonely sometimes. Except when it hasn't been. For most problems there is a simple and obvious solution that is wrong.

Having shopped for groceries, I put them in my Paniers, and attempted to mount my steed when she shrugged and disbalanced me, causing me to fall to the pavement. To further emphasise her displeasure with me, she sank her fangs into my right ankle causing it to hurt just awfully. So humiliated was I that the pain caused me to mount her once again, this time with considerable vigor and I sped off down the street. God, my ankle hurt so much!

Look i'll get the hang of this daylight thing soon, I promise!

So I’m looking for a specific story/series the main character gets drafted to being a model her billboard is posted up and defaced by a jealous someone she also goes to Hollywood

Hello out there,

How is everyone doing on this lovely morning? I'm doing pretty okay today, yesterday was pretty trash but I'm feeling a lot better today. Depression blows.

I want to share a small story about myself today.

We're at the end now, Kerra's true nature has been revealed, Astra has escaped, presumably to Earth, and the fate of Ereen is uncertain. All that's left now is an epilogue, but it won't be giving you the answers you want, at least not all of them. There are a lot of questions, for example, what happened to Astra's mother, is Astra ever reunited with her? How does Callie feel about the whole situation? The thing is, I could go on, I could keep writing, and writing, and revealing more as I went, but if I did that, it would get stale, the story would dry up, and it just wouldn't be the same.

I know, it's WAY over due, but Camp Kumoni chapters 1-10 have now been edited, updated and tweaked.

I hope to get to the other 50+ chapters soon.

Hope you enjoy

A.A.

Butterscotch has been running on Patreon for several weeks, free for all to view, and Chapter 1 has now been posted on BC.

https://www.patreon.com/bigcloset/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=But...

Meanwhile, chapter 13 is up on Patreon, a week early for Patrons. All chapters will eventually be free here on BC but if you subscribe on Patreon, you can read ahead. :)

https://www.patreon.com/posts/butterscotch-13-37507839

As promised, more photos!

I feel like I'm a horrible person.

The stuff that is most upsetting to me, the gender dysphoria, the PTSD, they are so PETTY.

So insignificant compared to the suffering of others, especially right now.

Sighs ... I could use a hug or three ..

One Hundred

Most everyone of us understands the hate generated toward others because they are different and don't conform to society or an individual's rules. If one hasn't run into that person who would kill you in a heartbeat because you aren't what they demand all females and possibly many males must be to live in their world; you aren't trans, gay, lesbian, or you fit the kind of model who blends in real well to the norm. Protecting one's self or receiving protection from those who are supposedly protecting those who can't isn't always possible.

Greetings!

It’s been a while. Maybe I got lost or stopped just to think things over.

I’ve had trouble finishing projects that I started, and time seemed to pass around me. But, last night, I uploaded a new book to Amazon called Collected. It should be available soon. I’ve got a novella to share here next that I hope to turn into a complete novel. If it all comes to fruition, I want to donate the money.

Peace,

Leslie

Don’t ask how I got this. I’m not telling.

From: Sarah Palin@Love Sarah.com

To: Joe Biden@Biden 2020.com

Hi Joe

I’m so glad you are going to have a female running mate. As you know I have experience as a female vice presidential candidate. I could easily become a Democrat. I have never really understood the difference anyway.

I am qualified to be president if that becomes necessary as I am a very stable genius just like my good friend Donald.

My entry in the "reluctant princess" contest is up: https://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/85005/reluctant-birth...

A Warning to My Paper Cups

"I exist because you say I can"

That's a line from the latest chapter of "The interview", but it also describes the way I feel going out in public as a woman.

I'm extremely lucky here, for the most part people are too busy with their own lives to worry about the guy in a dress, but I am always aware that exceptions do exist.

I never forget I do not pass, that I exist as a woman because nobody cares enough to fight me on that.

That's puts me above what some trans people deal with, but the anxiety is always there, that's just the way it is.

Hey everyone I just wanted to apologize for the delay in publishing The Interview. There are a few things working against me, the first being that I've been working at the hospital the past few days and I don't have a day off until next week. The second is that we're near the end of the story and the last few chapters are proving very emotional for me. They're longer, they're more thought provoking, and they're triggering for me. Just give me a bit though, I'll have them out to you soon. Thanks for sticking with me!

Screen writers where are you?

I'm going to be interviewed for a segment on Pride month next week. Wish me luck, wont you?

Things ran away from me again but its good news at least.

Hey everyone,

Just a quick note here to let you all know that I probably won't be posting much of anything this week, if indeed anything at all. The last week and a half has been pretty rough. My PTSD, anxiety, and depression have been in high gear and playing around with my head and heart like a soccer ball, and I haven't been sleeping due to the insomnia and nightmares. This was making it hard enough to focus on writing anything, but now I've caught a cold and it's making it impossible to get anything done.

Can Kissy go home and back to being Davey?

“I want you to take me home,” I told her.

She nodded.

“Mom is going out with friends, and if I get home before her, I’ll have time to get all—get rid of all this—stuff. And go back to being D-davey.”

She shook her head and pulled me against her. “You can’t,” she said.

I flared. “The hell I can’t,” pushing her away, or trying to. “You can’t make me do anything I don’t want to do.”

Well finally, here we are with another photo blog!

I woke everybody in the house up at about 6 AM by screaming, thanks to a knee that decided to try and take a powder on me. Between that and a double gut-punch of PTSD and dysphoria last night, and today is not starting off well ..

Yes, I'm at it again!

I would like to apologize for my drunken blog post last night, but I won't, because we don't always get what we want. What I will say is that when I write fast, and good, it usually means that something is horribly wrong in my life and I'm trying to sort out my internal emotions by using the written word so what you're seeing is a basic representation of the shit show going on in my head.

We're about 2/3 of the way through 'The Interview', with the story getting ready to start winding down, but I had planned to do some expanded meta things, like blog posts, news articles, etc, to help flesh out the story. Unfortunately, I just found out that when I do that, BC moderators will actually remove the mainline story from the front page, meaning people won't see the latest installment. If anyone cared, Chapter 15 was released yesterday...and is now moved off.

Look around, around

In many/most of the stories I read, even the so called, historical ones, the burden of proof is often not satisfied. But if the tale is reasonably well written, we can like it as entertainment. That goes for written work, and movies.

A point of confusion for me, the movie, "The Good Shepherd" by EM Forster was very good, rivetingly so. I thought that he was a veteran of the Navy. Much to my surprise, he was simply a good writer. He also wrote, "A Room With A View", one of my favorite stories ever.

Is there any way to embed pictures in a story and have text wrap around them?

Well today has turned out well

Been around a long time...feels like longer but the official counter must know better...

If you wish to honor this achievement, donations to food banks, Humane Society, and the ASPCA are all welcome...don't want to feed anyone or animals, consider a donation to the site :)

{{Huggles}}

P.S. Don't feel obligated to give to anything you don't believe in or can't afford, I'm just being silly :)

There will be no chapter of Sunny: The Hippie Chick this Saturday. I have been very lazy this week. I hope to get one to Eric, my editor soon. Eric has been bailing me out recently, turning around chapters in increasingly shorter lead times, but this week I have fallen so far behind that I need to skip a week to catch up. I also hope to get another episode of Stone out, since it is nearing its end.

Dawn

I am looking for a story that I have read several times but not recently. Do not remember the author, title or main character's name. The main character is a 65 year old male design engineer working in a small branch of a much larger company. His branch of the company is sold to another company. This has happened to him several times during his career. Each time in the past, he ended up getting laid off in a downsizing move before he qualified for company benefits. Feeling that history is about to repeat itself, our character gets a friend to help him present himself as a woman.

Anybody who has gone through male puberty can tell you, it's stressful. It's stressful enough for a cis boy with no other major stressors, but it was worse in my case, as neither of those things was true for me.

The worst part was whenever I got aroused, and my male equipment did what it's supposed to do under those circumstances. Those moments were incredibly painful, both physically and psychologically, and I sometimes feel I barely survived them.

Yesterday when beginning a new project, we introduced an error that caused intermittent errors over-night. We managed to track down the issue before noon, but decided to then do regular Drupal module updates. Un-beknownst to us, these updates introduced several new issues and errors that caused even worse outages that were not very apparent to us.

Something i have recently come to realize.

I dont know how it is for any of you but for me i have always been this way.

ill try to explain.

For me lifting something 40 - 60 pounds one handed is easy, a little hard on the hand when it digs in but it does not strain me at all.

With gloves on lifting a soaking wet green chunk of tree about 100 or so pounds doesnt bother me in the least.

Even lifting something around 300-400 pounds does not strain my muscles, ackward for sure but its not what I would call heavy or near the limit of what I can lift.

Dedicated to the One I love. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4M7gKZqgHn4

Reading Admiral Krunch's, "Being Christina Chase" once again after all these years is so very thrilling! In some parts I find myself bouncing in my seat like a child. I wonder what has happened to him and I do hope that he is doing well. I think his skills are great enough that he could easily have moved into writing his own published works in another venue, and I do hope that the years have treated him well.

Does anybody have any contact with Bailey Summers ?
The last thing they write "I have to drop out from the contest" in late January 2019 for heavy dose of the flu and cold, mixed with R.L.
That's more than one year with no contact...!

Peace and Love tmf

I'm looking for a story about a long haired, Computer Geek who starts to drive his car over the mountains and wrecks in a storm. Kind, helpful Russian Immigrants pick him up, and mistake him for a distant female Cousin. They get him cleaned up and all the mud off him and get him into girl's clothes and all that. Later she meets a Lawyer who falls in love with her, and you know where it goes from there.

I thought it was AA that wrote it but it appears not. Oh, it was Christina Chase!!! but who wrote it?

Gwen

I noticed at approximately 2030 UST that my earlier novel Mindful had been re-posted.
I was pleasantly surprised by this (Thanks Erin) There is a copy for sale on Amazon.

I then set about reading some of the old comments and somebody had mentioned that they preferred to read a novel length story in one session, rather like a book.

Consequently, I've re-posted the follow-on novel Mindful 2 in it's entirety but it is also up for sale on Amazon and the proceeds go to BC (I think)