A drive through Los Angeles with the sun setting in the western clouds—thin as promises, brilliant as lies. Is Kissy's new life about to come crashing down around her?

Kissy has discovered she is too much of a chick to ever be who she was before, but can being herself really make her happy?

Sigh, too easy. This sounds like a fake headline.

every month! There are more than enough of us members that can afford to give ONE DOLLAR every month! That would eliminate the debt that exists AND more than meet the needed funds every month to keep the site online!

There are a few who do a LOT more than that every month and I salute them for how much they do! Without them, this site would have probably faded into non existence the way others have.

It's surprisingly hard to describe how we pick and choose who to believe and whom to mistrust. What is true and what is not.

My mother died last night aged 99 years and 5 months.
I have been posting weekly for 4.5 years but I'm going to take a break from posting. The final part of 'On the Cut' was posted last weekend so it is an opportune time to have a break while I sort of Mums things.

Samantha

so the leader of my writing group called, and we were able to make up.

I feel fantastic now!

This is a real life story of malicious cyber stalking where a young woman's life was almost destroyed. She spent time in court, jail, etc for doing things she didn't do. For all you writers who are interested in expanding your knowledge of the monster I think of the internet. This is how easy it is to disseminate lies and misinformation whether it is from an individual, main stream media, or individual groups.

I currently have ... I think ... a couple dozen story ideas sitting on my back burner. One of those stories has been bubbling recently. The current working title I have for it is "Ward of the State".

In this story, being homeless is ... not exactly a crime, but it *is* an issue the state (of Norcal?) governor promised to "fix" as one of his campaign promises. Once he's been inaugurated, a law is passed, where anyone who is homeless is automatically declared a ward of the state, without regard to the age of the person.

Howdy! I'm testing out a new idea for a story called Vacation. I added a Chapter 1 here and I'd be interested in hearing what y'all think...

I am more fortunate than many of you who will never get the opportunity to live as yourselves. For those who reveal ourselves willingly or accidentally, the cost is often rejection, exclusion, and emotional torture as if they pulled our fingernails out. Many years on, thoughts of the ones we once thought loved us but didn't don't come very often. Thoughts of ending it must be fought off but we trudge on in the hopes that the past will punish us less tomorrow.

Peace

Gwen

Well, today I went to the respiratory clinic , and I'm still not getting good results. plus, they are gonna have to recall my unit and no idea if Alberta will cover the replacement I need.

not sure what they will be able to do for me

the problem is I really need a bipap, not a cpap and that was never part of my sleep study.

so I am going to have to use as is, for a couple of weeks, then they are gonna set me up with an 02 monitor to prove I need more.

but nothing bad at least!

A garden? I've been watching a British program called "Escape To The Country". There are several things that strike me, but one is the tendency to call everything around the houses a "garden". When you are looking at an acre and a half of land, that isn't a garden, that's a yard, and a freaken' big one at that! For all of us Americans, that's 65,340 sq. feet or 7260 sq. yards.

Hi everyone,

Sorry I haven't posted any new chapters lately. I've been busy with my family and the the farm over the last few weeks. It seems that my oldest two daughters and their husbands all thought it would be a great idea to visit at the same time. (July 1-9) Between them being here and working with the 4H Kids plus having to make repairs to the fence line I haven't had a lot of time to write. With my youngest daughter Karen watching me like a hawk I have only been able to get about 400-500 words written per day with the work load.

That previous blog post has slid below the fold. So maybe it is time to ask for a refresher?
Fictionmaia still does not seem to like Firefox any more. Does anyone know if this is the new normal and I just need to accept it? Or is there any activity on the Fictionmania community that is considering the topic?

As always, Lazy TV viewers want to know.

We often have blogs about depression or suicidal thoughts.

Several years ago, I was having suicidal thoughts. I’m a person who believes everyone is responsible for their attitudes. I couldn’t believe I was actually giving suicide consideration.

I’ve been through some very bleak days in my life. Yet – suicide hadn’t entered into my thoughts as a way to fix my situations. It didn’t seem right that I was suddenly going there.

which is part of the reason for the tardiness of todays posting!

A story I have read. It's a TG story. The assigned birth is a boy. Now the boy has been friends with a girl for a long time. But they drifted a part. His mom, his friend, his friends mom and he went on many vacations together as kids. I know they were at the beach, maybe the Grand Canyon. On the vacations, he dressed as a girl because he wanted to not because of his mom. He also had a girls name. His dad was no longer around. He stopped dressing like a girl because people kept telling his mom he shouldn't and maybe his father too. Not sure the last part.

It's been 10 years since the passing of Bob Arnold and though I never knew or spoke to him I still remember the shock I got when I heard of his death.
Bob's story Zapped and other stories are favorites of mine and I still reread them now. Bob and so many others may have passed on but as long as there's an internet their stories live on.
I hope they're all up there somewhere enjoying the stories that have been written and will be written.

Hey everyone, lots going on right now with me. First, I got the new laptop all set up and I'm working on writing or re-writing chapters since the hard drive from the old comp was toast. I posted chapter five of Cold Fey today to give you all a little something until I have more to post and I'll hopefully have chapter 11 ready to post on my Patreon tomorrow. I did write a short called Dude! that I posted on Patreon for now, for those who follow me there.

Has anyone else noticed this website has gotten noticeably faster recently?

I'm having a real tough time, and I need my friends now.

The black dog of depression has a hold on me, and my prayers feel like they can't even reach the ceiling much less heaven.

all hugs, prayers, and encouragement appreciated.

"John's Living Nightmare" has just hit 14000 hits. (The kudos aren't proportionate.)

I updated A Life Forever Changing as I found out new things about myself after my ultrasound showed a vaginal canal. My mom told me that I had a micropenis at birth (I've been diagnosed with that and hypogonadism since I was 12, but didn't know it went back to my birth). Since that story's my autobiography, I updated it with the newly learned info. I also updated it with the intersex tag.

well it's Monday and the first of my self imposed posting deadlines. I managed it after tweaking the next ADA chapter is up. By goodness it feels so good to be writing regularly again. It's also getting the moose munching again, darned thing Prue left me with that image as well as maggie the kitten many years ago when I first started out writing.

The upshot of it is I have a story idea for a new story and universe floating around in the echoing caverns of my mind. I'll be working on the outline today.

Happy 4th of July I hope every one is safe. I would like to thank every first responder and member of law enforcement that is out there working to keep everyone safe.

Since Erin wished all of us Canadians a happy Canada Day a few days ago, I thought turnabout was fair play so Happy 4th of July to all of our Americans on BCTS. I hope you all enjoy your day.

*big hugs*

Amethyst

I am beginning to wonder if Bike has had its day. It's interesting because when I stopped writing it for a year or two, I had regular pleas to start posting it again, but peculiarly, the people who lobbied hardest no longer seemed interested in commenting, so I presume they were no longer reading it. Comments are the only payment we receive as authors and I notice the number of reads and comments are dropping although the kudos stay about the same.

Do I continue posting Bike, or has it had its day? I am asking for your opinions.

Has anyone else had difficulties getting into Fictionmania? Are they gone?

Well, that was a relief!

I recently had an MRI (that's not the relief! I HATE those things!). They wanted to see if there's anything in my head. Wait a minute... That didn't come out right!

Anyway. It's a bit over 2 years since I had the surgery removing the meningioma (which was a benign tumor), and it shows no sign of growing now. YAY!

In view of the recent revelation regarding Maggie Finson, has anyone heard anything about Tanya Allan?
It seems like it has been some time since we have heard from her.

We watched the big guy at the gate for another moment or so before Rory suddenly stood up. “That's Armando, he's stalking you!”

I looked up uncertainly. "Rory?" I said.

“Stay put,” he ordered me. “I’m going tell him to lay off!”

well, I turned 55 today. going swimming, and my mom's taking me out for supper.

hugs to all

I came across this article today:
Gizmodo: A Man's Penis Broke Vertically During Sex—an Apparent Medical First.

otherwise known as catching up with Maddy.

Ever since being a part of the "One Dozen Roses" anthology I contemplated if I could get my characters together to talk. I decided to go with the guys in each story and allow them to drop (even more) of their defenses and we get to hear what happened after their perspective stories.
The seven are forced to go to group therapy due to various issues: Matt, for example, has to take it as a part of his probation; Spencer, because he was found floating in the Spokane river after jumping from a bridge.

Well, it finally happened. I've been doing everything I can to keep my computer alive for the past few months, but I can do no more and this morning it finally breathed it's last grinding breath. Since I can't really hunch over my tablet (like I'm doing now,) squinting at the screen and typing on a tiny bluetooth keyboard for 6 to 8 hours a day to be productive I had to get a new-ish laptop.

huzzah!

Does Hallie even understand boys anymore? Or is Jack just acting ... weird?

new bit of silliness is up!

https://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/90430/ballad-ted-bandpat

This isn't a complaint or problem. I'm happy to read comments, but I'm not looking for a solution to anything. I'm just sharing. So don't be from Mars or Venus -- whichever is the one that needs to fix things. Just see if you can relate.

I am looking for a story that I read years ago.
A young man's parents are going to be going away with him for a company event and he does not want to go. The night before departure, he tries to dye his hair, and they make him go where he must portray himself as a teen young lady.

Not sure if anyone else has read this, and as I said it has been many years.

Thank You,
Melissa

Some time ago I sat down and decided to write a novella – a western novella - because aren’t they just the best novellas that there are?

I wrote one chapter. You know the one. The stranger rides into town - “Man and horse looked tired – dog tired. Both their heads hung, and the hooves moved slowly along the dusty path …”. Chapter 2 might yet get written. I am more of a short story writer.

Hey everyone,

Just a warning that the last chapter of I Wish Book 4 may not be posted tomorrow like I was hoping. I've had a lot on my mind the past few days and it's been screwing with my head and making it hard to focus on writing.

If you're familiar with the jazz singer Ute Lemper, you might have heard her interpretation of the Danny O'Keefe song, "You Look Just Like A Girl Again." Although written about a cis woman from the viewpoint of an admirer, to those of us of a certain age who may have missed out on that stage of our lives, it elicits an emotional frisson. Because in the mirror we hold within us, we can see the girl we might have been...again.

You Look Just Like a Girl Again

I'm embarrassed on this request. There was a long story posted recently about a guy who marries his long time sweetheart and moves to Arizona for school. He is of native American ancestry and is a "two spirit" person. Many adventures and accomplishments. I don't think the tale ended and I think I remember the author mentioning health issues. It hasn't been that long but I can't remember the author or full name of the story.

okay so last night my CPAP machine was going at such a pressure it actually caused the hose to separate from the mask.

I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that's not good.