I saw this and was thinging this might have the seeds of a good story in it, but don't feel much like trying myself.

In the last few weeks I came to deal with a major issue in my life : my small amount of friends . As far as I can remember I only had 5-6 friends and one or two really good ones.The problem is that I always feel that in some ways I am never one of the group , even with my friends ( when were around other people) it seems to me like everybody is giving me the odd look.

This Friday Oprah's Show is on Families where one of the parents has been Transgendered since or after the marriage with kids that are teenagers now or older.

Well, wise or not, the article about my experience with the Muslims went on the stands today. I wish I had a husband to blame for allowing me to do this. "What will I do when they come for me"? Will I "fly like a butterfly and sting like a bee"? Am I "dancing with the devil in the pale moonlight"?

I gave serious thought to killing Evi Westcott off this time. Her diary just won't quit, there are more characters than War and Peace, and she hasn't even started college yet. All the friends could have come to her funeral and said what a swell girl she was. Anyway, I tried out some scenarios on my friends, one of them (the scenario, not the friend) shamelessly plagiarized from la Traviata, but no one was buying it. So here's Part VI of Balthasar's Extract. If you like it, drop me a note and tell me why.

Hugs, Daphne

Alright, I cannot take it anymore.

Sight II starts next week - providing I can drag myself away from the close of the Olympics and the Grand Prix

Sorry for leading you all up the garden path.

Can you stop beating me up now?

NB

I have written nothing this week and have no real excuse for not continuing Stevie's adventures.

I know I posted it too late, and for that I apologize. I originally intended a short fifteen hundred word complete, but like so much in my life that soon snowballed into something much more ambitious.

That being said, even with all its flaws I'm happy with my generically titled but I like to think creative story.

Hi folks.

I know this is a lame excuse, but I don't know whether I am going to be able to post this week as usual.

The thing is, I am drawn like a moth to the flame to the British cyclists in the Olympics--not to mention a fairly unbelievable run by Bolt and well, I just haven't had the time to get into the story.

Treated myself to a pedicure today. I was dressed in standard random male street clothes, sneakers, socks. Just picked a random nail salon, went in, asked about getting a pedicure, with polish, was greeted with a bit of a giggle, but directed to a pedicure station in the back of the shop. "Great," thought I, "at least I won't be on view from the street."

BBC's My Family sitcom has, I just recently discovered, an episode with a TS character/theme. In it, Ben, the leading male, has an old university friend coming to visit, who happens to be TS and has already transitioned, but not yet told him. This isn't the first LGBT-based episode for the program, and I was dreading watching the episode a bit, as the previous ones weren't entirely tasteful.

I was looking at the "My Stories" page and I noticed something odd. The latest chapter in the Stark series, Stark: The State of Grace, has less than a thousand hits overall. Compare that to every other chapter, with hit numbers between 2000 and 3000, and you have a bit of a mystery.

I've been writing and posting stories for over 8 years now. I started with FM, moved to Storysite and Sapphire's, then to here. I am proud and humble at the same time, to announce that, at Storysite, I have passed 225,000 hits on my stories. That's a lotta hits, folks, and I am psyched. Since there are no counters at FM, I have no clue how many have hit on my stories there.

'My Body Is Wrong' an article in today's Guardian, about transgendered children.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/society/2008/aug/14/children.young...

I hope the link works.

Angharad.

From US Magazine: One of the 14 girls who will compete on the new season of America's Next Top Model — which returns to The CW on September 3 — is transgender.

"My cards were dealt differently," Isis, a 22-year-old former receptionist, tells Us Weekly exclusively in its new issue, on newsstands now.

Full story:

This is too hard for me to figure out, giggle, even if I did take my shoes off! :)

But somewhere on here, I was reading about the lady and the IRS and in the bottom of the article it said that the there are between 1600 and 2000 SRS operations performed in the US every year. There are probably 10 times that done by US citizens outside the US, but I doubt that they counted those.

Voting on the Summer Romance Contest is delayed because the fucking voting software does not work. The old software worked, poorly but it worked, the new stuff does not and the old software is not available now.

I've spent two-and-one-half hours on this and I've got bupkiss. I'm going to bed.

Hugs,
Erin

But Birthdays have been a pretty miserable time most of my life. They've either been completely without any kind of celebratory anything, or else turned out badly. There was a single exception to this.

Now, while the first few birthdays I don't remember exactly, I have vague "snapshot" pictures in my brain of some things that I've had explained to me over the years. WARNING! Some of this stuff is pretty horrible, and may trigger people with any kind of sensitivity to child abuse, rape, etc.

Happy Birthday Edeyn! May you have a terrific day and great year!! Don't forget the cake and ice cream!

Happy Hugs!

grover

PS: If I'm wrong than have a great day anyways!!!! :)

This is one of main favourite stories. I thought I'd check its date to see if it would make the 1-, 2-, or 3- year list, unfortunately it misses out by a couple of months.

I recently picked up a two decade best of SF omnibus, of the stories I have read so far, none could match this work by Aardvark.

If you haven't come across it before then give it a try.

I just saw the headlines on Yahoo, and the fine print shows that Angharad's countrywoman has won a gold for the women's road race. Congrats to Ms. Cooke.

Like nearly everyone else here, I enjoy these stories, some more than others.

I encourage all of the authors to continue writting so I can continue reading.

One thing I would like to see is some way to track the status of the various series being written.

I haven't counted, but there must be dozens, if not hundreds of series on this site, most still in work.

Hydee hoo dear friends,

First of all, My apologies to everyone. The delay in getting this last post ready was
far too long. Suffice it to say, that real life has a way of dictating what we must do
over that which we merely feel a desire to do. I hope that for reason alone, that
something like this never happens again; and further, that I have not alienated any of

In a future chapter I will need love song ideas for Kelly where she can paraphrase the song, but I am woefully ignorant about such songs.

I've just come back from a long weekend in my home village, and my best intentions of writing the next few parts of OHOP went by the board very early on. I'm not sure why I couldn't write in my mother's house - a little guilt perhaps for the mother character in the serial, or possibly just another case of me compartmentalising my life... I write in Hampshire, I don't in Wales.

Interesting story from a business news source that occasionally publishes human interest or sociological trend stories. It's about a new government regulation in Thailand to outlaw elective castration for those under 18. Gay rights campaigners support the new restrictions, while the medical establishment opposes it, citing the rights of transsexuals to be who they are.

Last month, I went back and took a look at the first few chapters I posted on this story... Needless to say, I was less than happy with what I read. (How did you all say such kind things about it?) (Why did I look? I was thinking of revising it as more of a mainstream story. (I don't know that it's worth the effort though.)

I talked with my dad this weekend. Probably for the last time. I just don't think that I can deal with him anymore. Everytime I call him, he hassles me wanting grandchildren. He does not care who I marry, or even if I get married, he just wants grandkids and he wants them soon. Several times after he gets done pestering me about that, he will try to make a joke while questioning my sexuality.

The New York Times...

God bless them! With any luck, this is the wedge that eventually breaks open the minds of the keepers of the rigid "Binary model" of gender.

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/03/opinion/03boylan.html?_r=1...

Just finished Geoff's "Lola" series. This hilights nicely a blind spot of mine. I'd probably never have gone back to search for this story had it not been mentioned in one of the comments on something.

People, there is a lot of good stuff here if you are willing to root around in the wine cellar. Try it, you won't be disappointed. :)

Gwendolyn Brown

I don't know if this is appropriate for blogging here, but I'm going to anyway.

If you use Wendy's you really have to watch how they charge you for what you order.

For example, let's say you ask for a double, they will automatically enter a double with cheese, asking you if you want cheese. If you say No they will add No Cheese as an attribute, and you will be charged $4.29.

In a series of astonishing developments, it appears as if I am going to be the first T woman to renew her Electrical License in the State of Oregon. It all began when...

PW, the ad server for the left column ads, is having some service interruptions. I've temporarily suspended their ads so if you had an ad in the left col, it will probably be back up soon.

Hugs,
Erin

There are several editors that have helped me with my story about Kelly. They've all been very patient with me and when they saw the size of the story, I guess that I amazed them because I'd never attempted anything so long.

I am led to believe that being stabbed feels like being kicked. A wound that causes blood to enter the mouth means penetration of gut or lung. Either can be serious to the point of being fatal, loss of consciousness means a large to massive bleed.

The narrative of this story is first person - unconscious/dying/dead people don't tend to say very much.

Have finally published the third volume in my Alchemy series - Alchemy Abroad!It's not compulsory to read the first two volumes (Royal Alchemy & Alchemy Discovered) as each book is a complete story. However, as some of the characters are repeated, knowledge of the back story is nice.

Also, have published my own web page at www . carmenica diaz . com {edit. hijacked}

I thiught I would post this here as we all could use a laugh now and then.

Melanie

ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help you?
COSTELLO: Thanks. I'm setting up an office in my den and I'm thinking about buying a computer.
ABBOTT: Mac?
COSTELLO: No, the name's Lou.
ABBOTT: Your computer?
COSTELLO: I don't own a computer. I want to buy one.
ABBOTT: Mac?

I have devised a fictitious UK company and would be grateful for help in making sure that the profile that I have written makes sense.

The UK magazine "New Scientist" has a report of an Austrian study that suggests a genetic contribution to FTM transexuality

http://www.newscientist.com/article/dn14424-transsexuality-g...

We just had an earthquake here, or near here. A few people called so I just want to post that I'm okay. :)

Actually, I was in a restaurant drinking coffee and talking to a friend in Florida when it hit. I told her all about it, she asked how bad was it and I went into a spiel I made up on the spot.

I said something like this:

Things have been going okay lately. I finally got a chance to talk with my sister without anyone around. we had a very nice chat. Before we talked, she emailed me. In the emial she called me Jessica. When I saw that, I was so happy that I started crying. We talked for almost an hour. This all started when I thought she had seen this site on my computer. Well, guess what? She did not see a thing.

I've been following a really good story about a Writer who gets duped into dressing as a woman for some award. I can't remember the title and notice it has not been around in a couple weeks. What?????