Sorry I didn't post part four of chapter 12 of Timeout 4 -- did I confuse anyone there? Sure confuses me -- last night.

I am posting today then heading out to enjoy the sunny fall day.

The Solo tag on my two recent standalone stories keeps getting reset to Series. I realise the titles are confusing as they seem to suggest a series, but they are both standalone stories and should be marked as Solo.

The titles of both commence A decade of Big Busts followed by a number, so I can understand why people should think them a series - in one sense they are, but the stories are unrelated to each other except by their publishing history.

I've had a few people compliment me on my transition, calling me "brave", and it got me thinking - Am I actually being brave, doing this?

Number three
Discovered 3

Hi, I am venturing into the realm of the comic strip. This is my first effort. Please let me know what you think.

Hi chaps and chapesses. It's been a while and I have to admit, I'm really embarrassed for not having accosted you with something for ages, but I just don't seem to be able to concentrate the way I did. Not to harp on about it, but the car accident really did something to me and ever since, I've had the devil's own job writing.

I've managed a couple of blogs and started ... well, I've tried to start many story ideas that have just wound up going round in ever-decreasing edits until I stop, thoroughly disheartened that I can't get anything together.

So haven't had time to write tonight, will try and do better tomorrow. Been out looking at fossils at Lyme Regis with a friend. Added an Orthoceras to my collection.

Recently I've been getting an ad here on Big Closet for Kindle Buffet, indicating it has some free ebooks for the Kindle.

I've been very guilty in the past of posting my own stories but really not reading other peoples. Most of it had to do with time restraints and also this annoying tendency I have to get other people's 'voice' stuck in my head. If I start reading someone, whether mainstream or online, I will tend to start writing in their cadence and using their structure and tone often, so, usually when I am writing I generally don't read anything.

Lots of stuff going on since I last posted.

I figured that a note to catch those who read my work was needed. Yes, I am playing the new game, but I have decided that I needed to do some work on another character, so I have been quickly putting together a quick post of Molly Hallmarks family. It should be ready to be edited later today, when I am done with errands and can finish it. So keep the faith and Tracy shall return soon.

I'm writing this about two weeks post-surgery. I hope it's useful to some.

Read previous entry here.

Morning came, and with my ablutions done I went to the reception, having gotten impatient in waiting for Jano. On the way down the elevator I saw a man who looked like he was Thai, dressed in semi-formal garb with long sleeved striped polo and slacks. “Konnichiwa,” he said to me, thinking I was Japanese. Hmm, who was that guy? I just smiled since it’s not that uncommon I get mistaken for a Korean or Japanese in my early 20s. Must be my orange hair, eyeliner, and semi-pigtails. Mostly my fashion sense is a mix of Hong Kong and Japanese style, and a little young for my actual age of 28, but that’s just how I am. Being a managing partner of our own multimedia firm and marketing communications lead in my day job gives me certain liberties in my fashion sense. Getting to the reception area at the 3rd floor of the hospital, I quickly got registered and found out that my surgery date had been bumped up by one day, so instead of two days later I was having it the next day. Yay! But that also means we have one remaining day to finish our project.

There is an interesting discussion at this link about being transgendered in the US Military. The repeal of Don't Ask Don't Tell does not affect the transgendered in the US Military. We're not like Canada.

http://www.aol.com/video/secretly-serving-the-few-the-proud-...

Portia

Why do I keep having to re log-in all the time, it wasn't this way before. I was replying to an email when I got caught in the three AM reset and lost my reply. Okay, that was my fault, I screwed up. I left the reply screen up on this computer and went to bed. This morning I used my tablet PC to read the site a bit, and just now came back to this computer and retyped my reply. When I hit "enter" I got a not logged in message and lost that reply. I tried using the back arrow to recover what I'd typed both last night and again just now, with no success.

I look around and see what others post in this genre we call transgender fiction and I realize that I do not fit the mold of 90 percent of what is produced. I'm not saying that is a good or a bad thing, but i am definitely not in the majority. I have spent the last few days reading works of other authors and notice a common theme running throughout, namely a fetishy kind of approach to transsexualism. Big Closet is somewhat different from other sites because it has less of this than the norm, but it certainly does have its fair share.

I went to pick up my daughter today, and stopped to grab a paper at a local convenience store.

Much to my surprise, I have a new kitty; the runt of the litter. She is yellow, with white tufts of hair. She has what look sort of like pixie wings just behind her front shoulders; hence the name Pixie. At 10 weeks old she is so tiny! She's sleeping inside my top right now, under my pull over dress, but over my T shirt, that says,"Run Like A Girl". Right now, I am fantasizing about being preggers. :) I am carrying the baby reall high right now. It will be months until I deliver her.

So I get home this morning after slaving for the man. Delivering papers is harder than people would think (and I have one unaccounted for, damn it). My roommate tells me that about 5 cop cars were at the house at 5 a.m. All the cops asked was if she had called 911 and if she was alone. I have no idea what that was about, but me and the Tampa Police Department is like a marriage that ended in a nasty murder/suicide (Really, really, really bad). So, outside of worrying that the cops are out to fuck with me again, I don't know if there is anything to worry about.

I am rewriting several stories and when I finish I'm hoping I find someone to edit my stories

For those who are interested (and in the UK) (and have access to Pick TV) you might be interested in '"Sex Change Soldier" which is currently showing right now.

I went to a brunch today with kids from my graduating class at a grill and began talking about stories I had written and posted on line. My family knows I write stories and I've told them where to go to read them, but no one ever does. and mentioned my I'll be home for Christmas story to one of my class mates, we've been mates ever since kindergarden and she was amazed I would write fiction such as this and be a conservative. I mentioned that being a conservative had more to being self reliant than having government take care of you.

A couple of nights ago, I was talking at work about my lack of tolerance for alcohol, and said I had only tried it twice.

Sorry, but I'm really excited about this...

Last Saturday, I got a "bonused" secret shop... It's a shop that needed to get done LONG time ago, so they offered a BONUS to just get it done.

I hopped at the chance, and got my bangs cut :)

That was $1560 which I put on a credit card that I had paid down with the money received last month. We're not doing to badly this month with raising enough so I can make more payments, considering that Piper is also asking for help with her planned move. We've got $861 in the Hatbox and most of that came in in the last week.

Launch day is over. No horrible drama it was stressful but not nearly as much as last year with the 4s. Probably because all those folks that got the 4s are still in a contract.

Somewhat later than originally planned Part 3 of Gaby Book 10, Wheels is now available at Lulu.

All my scribbles are available here

Well, after I vented here, I decided that I wanted to start to figure out how I could break my mood, and I started with reading a very funny book while waiting for Sam to get off the bus.

Ok folks the new Fruit Phone comes out tomorrow which means bell to bell days for us retail monkeys. So on behalf of all retail electronic employees everywhere, please be patient. I cant imagine any of you wonderful people here at BCTS being that person in line. If you know someone who is tell them we want you to have your new device as soon as possible. Initial releases never meet demand. You will get your new fangled uPhone in due time. Thank you we now return you to regularly scheduled Big Closet.

Last night, my daughter couldn't find the little communication book she's supposed to bring home from school, but didnt admit it until we were picking up her mother. Her mother was upset, and I promised to check at my house, and I thought it was over with.

Then this morning, her mother called and started yelling at my mother for Sam not having the book, and then my mom started coming down on me for not being responsible and involved with my daughter, and I ended up getting angry myself, yelled at Sam's mother, and went back to bed.

Tomorrow I'm getting my hair done and I'm nervous about going and my parents reactions too it when I'm done. Also nervous about what I'll look like.

gosh have you seen it I mean wow sorry but I’m so excited um yeah sorry to prelude Ditz Diary but normal proceedings will be resumed as soon as I tell you about this fantastic dress from London Fashion Week it’s in today’s i p21 laser cut lace daisies in sherbet yellow by Simone Rocha it’s just heaven in fabric sleeveless thigh length close bodice floaty skirt short of perfection only coz no-one’s offered to buy it for me yet ooooohhh

On August 26, I suffered a heart attack, which I did not recognize as one as it had none of signs. Just a stiffness in the chest which I thought was part of the bronchitis I thought I had. I called the EMT on the 30 because of shortness of breath. I was sitting in the ER waiting to them to discharge me when the doctor came and told me they thought I had a heart attack. The next week they took all kinds of tests, found that the valves were good, most of it was viable the only area was the small area in the middle bottom of the heart which was gone.

It's International Talk Like a Pirate Day.

http://www.talklikeapirate.com/

What's more to be said, ye scurvy scum?

John shiver me timbers in Wauwatosa

When I was a teen, I started thinking about writing stories, and had a couple of ideas that I fooled around with. Never really took them seriously, so they went away, came back, and went away again.

It would seam that a mischievous Crow spirit named Murphy has had a bit of fun at my expense. I had just put the finishing touches to Part 2 last night and was going to send it off for editing this morning. When I got ready I installed my SD chip and received the message the chip had died taking the story with it.

So there will be a short delay while I reconstruct my original work from my copious notes including an Idea I had a SB napkin to write it on.

Sorry things will get better.
Misha Nova

...My first story "A Life Ever Changing" and on that day Ms Angel O'Hare was officially born.

Just seen this news story on the BBC News.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-19637156

A little back ground on me first, those of you that read my blog regularly know I am about 5'8" and about 230 pounds. I am working on the weight thing. I am Hispanic and since I was twelve have had facial hair and I mean ab lot like a five o'clock shadow at eleven in the morning, not a trait I am proud of and one I wish I didn't have. Nobody other than my friend FO knows about me and I present as very male, you could find a B2 bomber on radar before you figure me out. It comes from years of hiding in plain sight.

Just got back from vacation yesterday. Had a great time at the Oregon coast. Lots of time watching the surf, walking the beach and reading on my nook.

Sorry, some life issues have taken away my energy tonight, as well as too much work and not enough play. Too tired to write, off to bed for an early night with a good book.

When I had applied to work at Wal-Mart, I had sent applications to all the locations in Edmonton and area, and it was the St. Albert location that called me, interviewed me, and hired me.

Incompatible eBook Cover

So I enjoyed creating the cover for Hunger Pangs so much that I decided to create one for Incompatible as well.

Writing about books and stories is often focussed only on the craft of authoring. This NPR article by Shani Boianjiu is about the reading experience.

Sometimes, I get ideas in my head and I say to myself, I say "Keith," Keith is the name I was given at birth and the one I generally go by outside of online (otherwise known as real life), "this is brilliant and sure to work. Your problems will be solved and you can go on to whatever next big thing is on the horizon."

So, a few months ago, I hatched a plan. I saw how it was suppose to play out, and, like most things, I planned to see it through.

Two stories this time.

First is a story about a boy that dresses up as a girl, could have been transgendered, and the first chapter had a scene in the halls of the school where the school bully who forcibly kisses her, then the main characters friends taze the bully's buddies. They were on the way to the mall if I recall correctly.

Second story was of a young boy who's sister sneaks out and they (sister and her friends) dress him up as a girl and spread pictures all over school and basically try to ruin his life while thinking they are the ones being wronged