I'm reading Elizabeth George's Inspector Lynley novels as I liked the TV series, and it's been long enough since I've seen the shows and my brain is small enough that I don't remember who done it. Anyway, one of the suspects said, "Hoist with my own petard" ("Payment in Blood" Ch 13) in response to being questioned about a previous lie that had been exposed.

Congratulations to Wales' Nicole Cooke for flying past Voss to take the World Championships and be the first woman to win both the Worlds and the Olympics in the same year.

Watch out for Ang, she's Welsh too don't forget...

...and a keen cyclist...

NB

I'm thinking of taking suggestions on the story. Well, it should be obvious where things are going or why post on BC and SD? ;>

So how about some suggestions? Like, what Drew's name should be, what should Mom's name be? They can't use their own names, even if Drew would be perfectly fine for a girl.

Haven't I read this story somewhere?

Man Sues, Says Doctors Amputated Penis Without His Consent

A Kentucky man who claims his penis was removed without his consent during what was supposed to be a circumcision has sued the doctor who performed the surgery.

Get yer minds out of the gutter, people! Rocky and Bullwinkle! You people...

I posted the second (technically fourth) Writers' Challenge on Saturday, and so far no takers! :(

Maybe if I acknowledged some kind of 'winner' of the last one, but it really isn't that kind of challenge.

Very well. The winner is... all us readers lucky enough to get to read your stories! The prize? A duck!

@< @< @<

Now MOAR STORYS PLZ

Melanie E.

Site has still been under attack. This is getting ridiculous.

-- Erin

I just read Kaleighs blog and it set me to thinking. I've been working like a dog, but when I haven't, well, I've been reading. Stories here and on paper, kill the trees. I finished a wonderful novel by Ted Bell, kind of like a Tom Sawyer story, and now I haven't been able to put down a silly little thing by John Grisham, Playing for Pizza.

The first part of Zapped! - The Lost Pages is now posted on Stardust.

As usual, your comments posted over there are always appreciated.

Bob Arnold

Hoodwink, a character I created for my Promethean Universe, will be appearing on Fictioneer in occasional vignettes dealing with his struggle against Brass Nails. I just posted the first one earlier today.

I won't promise how often I'll be doing these, and they're very short, but I'll do them as often as I can.

About the German usage in Rough Waters: PB was under the impression that all the translations had been double-checked by a friend in Germany, who runs a German language TG story site. But apparently some fell through the cracks. For this I am sorry. I was made aware of that fact a week or so ago, and just today received the corrected German for RW 7.

Okay, I am not sure what else to call it, but I was approached by someone the other day about my experiences transitioning in my job with the state and what helped and did not help.

As this is titled I am having a time dealing with some confusion with life. First there is something missing in my story and as hard as I try I can't seem to see what it is. Secondly I recently found that my brother is SEVERELY Trans-Phobic... This does not bode well with me being who I am, then suddenly his demeanor changes around me and he is more protective and somewhat supportive of me.

WASHINGTON (CNN) -- A former Army commander who underwent a sex change operation was discriminated against by the U.S. government, a federal judge ruled Friday in an important victory for transgenders claiming bias in the workplace.

I have a few chapters of two stories: Kelly's Journey that I've rewritten and King Of The Rim. Both are posted here at Big Closet/Top Shelf.

Kelly was written for the contest. I've rewritten Kelly's Journey because readers want to know more about Kelly and her Family and friends. And I did King Of The Rim because I saw that it lacked depth.

He's back, and this time on the TopShelf server. Bob and I are working on it.

- Erin

Someone asked about the title. Well, one it's a story sort of parallel to Kelly Girl, only different. ;>

Having returned somewhat damp from my holiday in the sunny (not) Pennines. (In the good old UK, for those without an adequate sound geographic education). I swiftly put on my writing hat and got stuck in.

I went to see the surgeon that operated on my leg last Thursday, I expected for him to clean out the dead tissue then.

He scheduled an operation for this Thursday. He says that it will be same day surgery meaning I return home that day.

I am due at the hospital at 9 A.M. I do hope that there are no complications.

I never knew that the funny, irreverent Margaret Cho had her own online blog, but I'll be watching it from now on!

Here, she laces into homophobes who claim "Christian values" as the basis of their hatred and "righteous intolerance":

Just wanted everyone on Earth to know that I passed my last test !!!!!!! Yaaayyyyyyy!

I thank God and everyone else who helped me a long the way!

Gwen

But now I can't see through the white out. :(

I went to see the surgeon that operated on my leg last Thursday, I expected for him to clean out the dead tissue then.

He scheduled an operation for this Thursday. He says that it will be same day surgery meaning I return home that day.

The leg is improving. I can see where it is healing around the wounds. Thanks for the prayers.

May Your Light Forever Shine.

For those of you awaiting the next AuntieGretasode, I owe an apology; I am suffering from that occasional Author's Curse, Blighter's Rock, or more correctly Writer's Block. This is something that happens to me from time to time and is caused by a break in the connection between my characters who tell me what to write and myself.

Melissa [Prairie Girl passed away earlier this year from the bitter fact that her body finally broke down. Her best friend Melanie Dixon was kind enough to post her epilogue.

Hi folks,

It's piddling down here, grey, overcast, no sun--all that negative stuff, but am I down and depressed?

Not a bit of it.

Who's that girl has just hit 2000 and I'm really pleased that so many of you out there have taken the time to read it.

A brand new feature for BCTS starts today!

See if you can find it. :)

Hugs,
Erin

The Road To Haifa has made me really introspective.

I'm not finding Eli's reaction to Sarah strange at all. Since the devastation and smoke in my own life has begun to clear, remarks from my siblings, past aquaintances, and an old boss all point to one thing. It was always there right before their eyes; clear to them; unseen by me.

Somehow my muse has gotten me to examine the normalicy of interpersonal relationships as far as ones parents are concerned. In reading a story recently I found the author was extremely distraught over the loss of her parents; it took months for her to begin to function relatively normally again.

Well I've done my bit for another year. The weather driving from Dorchester to Tiverton was awful. It absolutely chucked it down. This stage of the race started at Chard, in Somerset and went on to Burnham on Sea in Devon. I was marshalling at Tiverton.

To the citizens of the United States of America from Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II

A few readers have asked for more on "Kelly's Journey," and to tell the truth, even though it was complete, I wanted to go back and add in the parts that had been left out.

Well, I have been working upon the revised version and I must admit that it is a challenge. I am adding in where Kelly and his Daddy are bonding and then how his death hurt Kelly.

This is perhaps a touchy subject for some, but I really want to try to learn more about the point of view of a certain 46XY Complete Androgyen Insenstivity syndrom person I know. Apparently she did not find out about the problem until she was like 17 years old. She was raised as a normal girl.

I've finally reached the end of Stevie's Tuesday, and it only took 6000 words - eek - I'm too tired to go through final checks tonight so I'll post it in the morning.

The nurse came today to tend to my leg. She has to unwrap the bandages and clean out the gunky padding from where the leg is draining still.

She says that the leg is looking better dy by day as the medicines work their magic.

My spouse and I were out walking our dog a couple of days ago. As we approached an intersection, a cyclist rode up on the opposite side of the street, stopped, and promptly fell over (fortunately onto some grass). She said that she was alright and had forgotten that her shoes were attached to the pedals. I know about tow clipless pedals.

To my several loyal (if somewhat mad) readers, I have to say that I am once again off to the wide blue yonder on my late summer hols.

The little darlings (kids) are going back to school, leaving the way clear for me and the better half to go exploring the hills (and pubs) of Yorkshire.

When I penned my story Kelly's Journey, I thought that it was complete as is, but from comments made, I feel that there is more to tell about her journey.

So I have a question, I completed the story for the contest and I wonder if I should expand upon the story. I can see where i can expand it and add to the story.

I've been watching a TV feed out of New Orleans, and there are some problems starting to occur with water over-topping the levees in places. Say a prayer to the deity of your choice. So far things are doing fairly well, all things considered.

OK so I just finished writing the first story I am going to publish and I need some help in the profing deprtment . I am in desprate need of the fallowing :

1X Editor
1X proofreader

And a whole lot of end audience :).

The story isn't that long ( 2,400 words or so) but I want to do it right.

So please feel free to P.M me or response here.

Lily.

This month was the anniversary of Darla Raspberry's death. Not sure what to say, just that I still think of her/him just about every day. (I am her ex-wife.) Just that I am changed forever, and so is her son. That we have learned first hand the terrible mental and physical effects that were caused, most likely, from a lifetime of living in denial.

I'm sure I'm boring you all stiff, but I have just completed another ride up the ridgeway, this time on my race bike - something a few days ago, I wouldn't have believed I could do. This bike is higher geared than the others, with only a compact chainset instead of the triple. It goes faster but takes more effort.

Some, if not many of you, don't know Scotty, but he has been an unofficial ambassador to many of the 'girls'. In the past year or two, Scotty has traveled to several of the girls homes to visit and, in a few cases, to get them out of their houses or wherever they live, and out into public for a meal, or just a drive. Some of them had never ventured out of their places of residence en femme.