I've blogged and commented about how some foods, that are greatly enjoyed by characters in many stories, are unhealthy. I've singled out bacon, because of it's additives, it's fat content and it's high heat preparation. I'm not really trying to save American Hogs; I'd rather help out and reduce the suffering of BCTS readers.

Woohoo!!! I am off the whole weekend! We are now fully staffed no more 12 hour days. Woohoo!!! Did I say that already. The family will be gone during the day on both Saturday and Sunday. Woohoo!!! Blessed peace and quiet me time. I want to work on some story ideas to post and take lots of naps! Woohoo!!!

Well, last night we had a new manager (dont know it this is a permanent thing or temporary) and I managed to make a good impression with my speed, my flexibility,, and my willingness to jump in wherever needed.

Then this afternoon I overslept and had to really hurry to get to pick up Sam on time and not ONCE did I berate myself, which would be the norm before. Instead I just did my best, and she was there just before I got there and everything was fine.

I think I'm starting to get some traction, and its all due to liking the person I see in the mirror, both physically and otherwise.

Like many BCTS authors, I work hardest at making my characters' dialogue sound real and unique to each character. Sometimes readers call me on the carpet, the usual complaint being that "real people don't talk that way". I believe they do; I constantly eavesdrop --especially at malls and schools--and listen critically to the word-choice and sentence structure and the general flow of real people speaking.

So it's been a while since I last blogged. Again. Nothing's really changed for the most part recently, even if life ain't the best, when it's all much the same, not much point in repeating myself, is there? Anyhoo. So what's up?

As the years pass, it becomes increasingly painful and lonely to not have a husband/ companion. The need to talk this out and think about the practicality of the idea has grown really clear to me. So, earlier tonight, as I was out riding, I began to consider who that I know could offer the best council.

The Mormon Church has been wonderful to me; supportive, dependable and gentle. But are they my family? They say they are, and in the next months they will have the chance to show it.

Previously, I had thought that "Bondage Discipline Sadism and Masochism" were, creepy, perverted and lewd. However, today I had an epiphany about it, at least some of it.

I have often joked about needing a spanking, and finally understood that being raised in a loveless, brutal childhood, I came to see being beaten as a sort of affection.

Four or five of us have editing priveleges for comments. Usually this is used to prevent comments from destroying the look of the site by editing any bad HTML. If you think about it, you will realize that we have to have this capability. Usually, we leave a note when we edit something like this: [Redacted bad HTML - Editor]

When someone is half awake, as Piper was last night, it is possible to hit the edit button instead of the reply button and then hit the save without realizing that one is not on the screen one thought one was on.

Any interest in eBooks?

So, I decided to make eBooks out of my stories. Originally, my intent was to create them so that I could put them on my tablet for my own use (for reference purposes), but I got to thinking that maybe other folks might like to have copies.

So I guess what I'm wondering is would people be interested in having a copy of my stories in epub, mobi or pdf format?

Went to funeral for my uncle yesterday. Was there crying my eyes out and not really all that able to walk after when my brother makes a fuss over my choice of clothing. Simple pink shirt and black dress pants. So he pushes me outside as he wants me to leave, since I wasn't all that steady I was in no shape to drive.

So after he pushes me I push back when he punches me in the mouth really hard.

Went out for coffee with a friend yesterday, and caught sight of a pretty woman while outside looking in.

Then realized, the pretty woman was me.

I looked good.

When the heck did that happen? When did I start looking so good?

I've even noticed my walk is more feminine now, and its not like I spend a lot of time practising. It just ... happened.

I dont think I've ever been happier, and it wouldn't have happened without the amazing support I've recieved from "team Dorothy."

Thank you. Thanks and beyond thanks.

This morning I was going to my office and a lady... basically kind of street vendor... said near me "Miss, would you like to buy..." (it does not matter what she was trying to sell). I looked around, and yes, I was the only other person in 20 meter radius... Jeans, fleece jacket, not exactly cleanly shaven. In no way trying to look female.
Last time it happened more than 20 years ago, but then I was young, slim, blonde and beautiful ;-)

Our friend Little Katie is coming up to 4 year anniversay with BCTS so lets all wish a HAPPY ANNIVERSARY to LITTLE KATIE

This morning I found one of my stories in Random Solo. I was surprised to see it there because I had previously felt so embarassed with my early work, that I did not want it to be seen.

Reading it took me back more than 10 years to before I transitioned. And yes there were the usual word order problems and awkward sentences.

One thing that struck me was how easily Credence was driven to tears. In the past, I have been critical of other authors in their liberal use of the tear in their stories. Now it looks a bit like the pot calling the kettle black! GAD ZOOKS !

I am currently evaluating my situation and I think I've discovered what is wrong with my life.

I just saw the forwarding page for A Familiar Experience, with a nice graphic thereupon. I realize most people may not see it as a very special thing, but I do, so Thank You to whoever did it. I was impressed! That was very nice of you!

Wren

To whomever it was that went thru many of my stories today and gave me kudo's,

Thanks!

I'd love to thank you more directly, but kudo's being anonmyous, I don't have a clue as to who to thank.

Hugs,

Kristy

Hi everyone I haven't blogged for a while but just had to share my experience I had yesterday, It was fathers day here in Australia and I was invited to my daughters house for lunch, The difference is I am living full time as a woman and I pass without any problem.My daughter took me shopping for make up at the local shopping center. I am still on a high as i write this blog.

Hugs to all Carla (Roo)

Last night when I got to work, I noticed a dispenser beside the gumball machines with the logo "Trendy girl" on it, and since whatever it sold only cost a 2 dollar coin, I figured what the heck.

It was a pair of fishnet style fingerless gloves.

So before work, I decide to put them on, and I had a reaction I dont get very often.

I

Felt

Sexy.

My self-confidence rose, my tiredness lifted, and generally it was an amazing boost, which I really needed after spending dinner at my brother's place and have to listen to my family use male pronouns for me ....

Ah, well.

As I've mentioned in an earlier post.... God Bless The Child is available on Kindle.

If you have read this book, whether or not you liked it or not, I would appreciate a review on amazon.com

http://www.amazon.com/God-Bless-the-Child-ebook/dp/B00929ROE...

Anyone looking to BE a roommate?

I have a short window of opportunity to purchase a Mobile Home from a friend at a low monthly rate direct from him.

It's in North Vernon, IN about 65 miles South of Indianapolis and I can't afford the Mortgage + Utilities and Food on my own. I'd bee looking for someone that could contribute between $300 and $400 per month which would include rent, electric, water + sewer and internet.

I have some wonderful news! I start a new job in 3 weeks working for an organization that provides job training for veterans who are transitioning out of the Military back into Civilian life or have been out of the military for a while, but need re-training to meet the demands of the modern technological job site . I am so excited for this wonderful opportunity!

Balancing on the Mechitza: Transgender in Jewish Community
Dzmura, Noach; Paperback or Hard Cover

I've been living with a lot of pain for the last two years. The rotator cuff in my left shoulder is pretty torn up. I've been able to function, barely. Yesterday I received word surgery to repair it has been approved. Yeah!

September 24 I go under the knife.

This is critical for me. I have at least two surgeries too get through before I can even contemplate SRS. I'm happy this is finally under way! December I should be able to have surgery on my right ankle. That means I'll be on track for SRS sometime late next year!!

Please, keep me in prayer.

Love, Hugs, and Blessings

Had a bit of a tough moment today, where all the stress of my mom's job, our potentially losing this place, and a realization that I might just possibly be attracted to men all hit me at the same time.

Fortunately, Tels was there to talk to me on the phone, and she recommended I get up off the couch where I had been huddling, stand up, and walk with one foot right in front of the other, tightrope style.

It helped.

Not sure how many people here read Murry & Lewy http://www.murryandlewy.com/ but apparently Murry takes after his/her Aunt Greg.

I just got back from going out for breakfast with my mom, and it was a strange experience. Our server was not only a cheerful and talkative young lady, she seemed to want to touch me as often as she could - rubbing my back, my arm, and once actually sitting in the booth beside me.

I have no idea why.

Otherwise, it was an okay day, I got my blood work done, so that's one more step taken care of.

Each step, even a baby one, is a good one, I think.

During my last down period, several Christian friends remind me of the meaning of the name Dorothy - A gift from God. During dark times, its hard to see myself in that light, but every once in a while I get a little bit of a reminder that yes, I'm a gift, a special creation, loved and cherished in ways beyond my meagre understanding.

I dont know if I will ever know all the answers to the "why am I like this?' question, but I can trust that there is a reason, a purpose for me being the person I am, and that said purpose is a good one.

I recently posted a story I had written a couple of years ago. I've been writing part two (probably of three) and am wondering if there are a couple of people who might be willing to give what I've written a read and offer suggestions/comments. I'm not completely done, but I imagine it will be done tonight or tomorrow (part two, that is).

It's current'y about 6300 words, and needs a few more pages to finish up, if that matters.

Anyway, I thought I would put the word out now so that I'll have the addresses once I'm ready to get some feedback, in case there is interest.

Thanks!

50,000 Words

Well I took a look at my current word count on the third story in the Ragnarok Rising Trilogy 'Destiny' today and I realized something. I have over 50,000 words which makes it my longest tg story yet. Hunger pangs is somewhere around, 38,000 words, Incompatible is around 27,000 words and the revised version of Transfigured is about 16,000 words.

after a busy summer of fun, I'm starting to get back to writing. This is hard after an eight month absense.

I am reworking/rewriting Princess and the Jock. I'm going to try something new with it since a majority of you hated what I was doing with it last time. of course you may not like it this time either, we'll see.

It may be a while before I post any of it because I want to get at least a dozen chapters written before I begin posting.

Just wanted you all to know that I haven't forgotten the Saga of Erika. ; )

A.A.

I feel like I'm slowly getting stronger again, and its a good thing. I might need the extra energy the next two weeks as I'm going to a new store to help get it set up. Being with strange people, wondering how well I'm passing, trying to work in an unfamiliar store - it could be very interesting ....

Yesterday was one of those lazy days,

Well, one thing has come out of the massive number of flashbacks I'd been dealing with the last couple of days - a recovered memory of some of what happened.

But now, the big question, what the heck do I do with this piece of information?

And where do I go from here?

I know several who are in this situation.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/08/24/transgender-veteran...

Please write your congress critter.

It seems that my telepathic speech marks meant something else to the html of the blog and it neatly erased most of the speech, so it was unintelligible.

Sorry, I shall try to correct tomorrow

Tanya

Sorry nodded off in the chair and it's too late now. I also have a visitor and will be out tomorrow evening listening to a concert by the Cologne chamber philhamonia. No, I'm not off to Germany, they're coming here to Dorchester.

I'm off to bed, normal service will be resumed when I wake up, I hope (yawns).

Alas Neil will be taking no more small steps anywhere. He died earlier today at the age of 82, apparently from complications following heart surgery three weeks ago.

Source: NBC News.

Obituary (BBC News)

Maybe someone could be friendly enough to bring and old foagie up to date? Last I heard Wonder Woman was going to be coming out as a lesbian. Also that the original Flash was also going to be coming out as gay.

I just read in my Entertainment Weekly that Superman and Wonder Woman are going to be the new power couple. So I take it the lesbian stuff just got tossed?? What happens with Lois?

Any enlightenment would be appreciated..

Thanks

Frank

{{Huggles}}

For some reason, I'm on a "hair trigger" in terms of flashbacks at the moment, dropping into shaky moments at the drop of a hat, often without any trigger that I know about.
Pray for me, please.

I started my 'career' here with a story about a painfully shy transwoman finding love and life in a festival at Shrewsbury. She was engaged there, took her friends there, saw their own love break out from fear and misunderstanding...and it is this weekend.

There is a leave ban on. I have just finished work, and I was refused time off for the one shift I needed. The train companies also had a bike ban on, which they dropped on August 17th. I should be there, but I can't be. Next year....

[hint to self: shorter skirt next year. Wet grass...]

The latest chapter of Transitioning Home is intense, especially the end. It is shocking and a slap in the face and hurts. And is the kind of fucked up situation that someone could find themselves in during battle. This story does not deal with only the PTSD aspects of Thomas' life but they are a part of his story. Any vet who has done time in combat can tell you that. Facing intense situations and screwed up situations changes you in profound ways. That is one of the transitions that Thomas has to deal with. He has to get part of his mind out of the desert and back to the states.

I have tried to write many stories. Some are so terrible, that even after I've written a few pages, I don't even want to save it. I'm a programmer by trade, and I believe my "creative brain" is sometimes completely locked away entirely and my writing reads more like a list of facts. But, some read OK. It's kind of funny, because some times, when I read over something I wrote years earlier, I'm impressed and even wonder if I really could have written it.

That I must behave?

Why they want new generations behave well if when I was a child I saw this:
Tarzan always walked naked
Cinderella arrived at midnight
Pinocchio was a liar
Batman drove 320 km / hr
Sleeping Beauty slept all day
Candy Candy had two boyfriends
Top Cat had a gang
Popeye used herb to feel good
Snow White lived with 7 men
And all they lived happily ever after

Anyone have more role models like these to go on ?

If you are the praying type, I could use one right now. I'm doing okay except one tiny detail - I'm struggling with my faith in God. This little high-wire dance of being both Christian and transgender is taking a toll on me, and I really dont want to fall off ....

Ah, well.