I really don't want to sound needy or pitiful, but I truly need a proof reader. I am a novice writer, retired and in my mid sixties. So, now have some time to write the type of fiction that I loved to read for most of my life. Although years of writing clinical notes has killed most my grammar skills, that I am just not starting to remember. So if you have time and patience to work with and old novice please let me know.

Thanks,
Warm Hearted

So for those of you who have read any my fiction on here, you'd know that I have a very unique writing style. Lately I've been working on my story Time to Fly. I've been able to get a bit done each writing session I do but looking back on what I'm writing I've come to realize that I'm not writing the dialouge between characters to suit the ages of the respective characters. Now if all the characters were Adults I wouldn't be making this post. In fact the story revolves around a group of 5 year olds that take the main character under their wing and help them adjust.

I'm getting a bit paranoid... At my work computer I had never done anything remotely girlish, as I deal with... let's say, heavy equipment sales.

OK, I've been too lazy for too long. I'm bored to tears, and want to touch base with my friends, fans, and dear, devoted readers. here's a glimpse into what I've been working on:

First, Smoky Corners. I plan to, EVENTUALLY, finish "Third Time's A Charm". Unfortunately, though, my muse for all things SC has fled to parts unknown, and I'm having significant trouble finding her again. when I do, I will post updates.

Second, I'm working on THREE new stories. One involves a new concept and possibly a new universe. The other two will be SOLO stories.

I thought I would throw out a challenge to the authors here:

We have a lot of stories about little kids transitioning, some teenagers, and a few who are college age.

But we don't really have a lot of stories about older transitioners

Anybody wanna take a stab at writing a story about someone transitioning at 40, 50, or beyond?

I sometimes do not know if I should push the like or love tab on a blog. usually it is easy, but when the blog says something bad is happening to them it is hard to decide if I should push the tab. I want to push the tab to show that I like hearing from them and that I support them but if the blog says that they are having health problems then pushing the like or love tab feels like I am glad they have problems which is not what I want to convey at all.

For Dorothy Colleen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2H5uWRjFsGc

Always keep your chin up, a smile on your face, and a song in your heart.

For Valerie Preston : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CWUZpU1ThQo

You know why.

For Leila: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=voNEgCKzves

On the dreaded facebook, I have just stirred up a shitstorm.

I think I will coin a new word - Megativity. That means mega amounts of negativity.

Here is what happened:

Someone (a well-known singer) posted a reference to a controlled woman who went out and 'enjoyed' herself when the controlling husband died.

Just a quick note. I had some facial eruptions on Monday last (9th) which I thought were due to a resident Staph. infection I have. This has gotten progressively worse during the week, though curiously limited in extent. I was given antibiotics which didn't seem to help.

After severe pain early this morning I went and saw an emergency doctor with a completely different result.

After having watched one of my favorite anime series yet again (I My Me! Strawberry Eggs), I can really feel for Hibiki Amawa-sensei.

I have a lot of sadness within me, and maybe a little too much bitterness that I need to deal with. I think, at times, we all have the ability to become bitter and calloused, if we allow ourselves to wallow in self-pity and doubt. Well, I'm tired of just wallowing. Thanks to the person (you know who you are) that pointed out what I could not see- that I had begun to let the bitterness consume me. I don't want to become THAT person.

Transgender documentary spills beans

Last night a BBC2 documentary on transgender activism spilled the beans about the psychological complexity of 'gender dysphoria' and how it can be treated.

After the programme - I have been sent this ugly rant. Please respond with restraint.

I am looking for a serial story. It revolves around a teenage male whom is the assistant director in a small community theater. As AD he knew all the parts of the show. when the leading lady gets sick he is asked to cross dress and fill in on opening night. This involves wearing her costumes and breast forms. the forms and adhesive were purchased and after much complaining they were glued to his chest. The show was a success, and afterwards when the breast forms are going to be removed the costumer discovered they had been sent permanent adhesive instead of temporary.

One of my favorite things is to check the "Stories Posted on This Date in Fictionmania History" link each day in hopes of seeing some old friend I have not read in a while or perhaps meet a new story/author that I've not encountered before.

I am Veronica Haylee McSwain.

I am 47, and a transsexual.

I did not choose this role in life, yet I cannot shy away from it either.

I hurt. Often. And it's not a physical pain, but a pain of indifference, intolerance, and bigotry.

I do not want, nor do I have the unyielding need for, your acceptance.

I do, however, require your respect. Not because of WHAT I am, but rather because of WHO I am- a fellow human being.

True story. When I was in elementary, I went to the principal and asked to be promoted to the next grade. Trying to give a reason why I shouldn't, the principal gave me a test equal to what that grade would get. I passed it. Then he gave me a test for the next grade. I passed it. Finally, he gave me a test given to university students, and I failed. When I realized they weren't going to let me skip a grade, I bawled like a baby, saying I had been trying to catch up to my brother, who was 2 1/2 years older than I was.

40 something years later, i still haven't caught up to him.

just some updates and answers to questions.

For those wondering what has happened to "Playing her way 2", the answer is i'm busy writing.

Those of you following the story will realise the is a meeting between Emily and her aunt/uncle that is missing. I am writing this meeting as a flashback that happens after the guests have left on Christmas day.

I have the Christmas day chapters written, but I'm holding off posting these until I have the flashback sorted, so that I can fix details in the Christmas day chapters if I start to contridict myself. I don't want to write myself into a corner.

I am going to need a programmer to take apart a web site for all the data it contains. Unless of course they don't really have my novel and are only a scam site. I didn't sign in to see if the novel is really there. If they are pulling stories off of BCTS I'm betting a lot of other authors have stolen stories too.

As I was writing some Gaby yesterday (6 new chapters in 4 days writing!) that a lot of readers, especially newer arrivals here may be unaware of something important.

What I hear you ask? Well back in the distant past the Gaby series had a few very active fans, several of which went as far as writing fan fiction, the bulk of which can be found on the GMS (Gaby Mini Site) pages of Maddybell.com.

So a couple of things - firstly, would people be interested in reading some of those tales here at BC? Secondly, have any of the authors got any issues with them being posted here?

It has been a long time since I have read about any TG care in Oklahoma. Don't get me wrong, there have been meetings and support groups which seemed to wax and wain. The first TG Care opened in the Baptist Medical Clinic in the late sixties. They lasted approximately three years before they were shut down by outside influence. in the void, I've meet doctors who will see TG for an astronomically high price each visit ($300/visit). They want to see the patient once a month.

OK, so it's not Trans, or Smoky Corners, but here's something I wrote a few years ago. Enjoy.

"Requiem For the Deranged Poet"

(c) 2006

With neither rhyme nor reason
I cater to the call
And thrust my mighty ink-stained pen
Upon the parchment wall.

I dabble in the darkness vexed
And whittle words once wise
And quote the thoughts that I've annexed
Amid my mind's demise.

I can't remember things forgot
When I was but a lad
When jumbled thoughts ran cold and hot
Zounds! I've gone quite mad!!

Blame this one on Ms. Colleen. Is there a list of pink stories?
Why is this not a search term? Help!

ed

First, a heartfelt THANK YOU to everyone for all the well wishes. I felt each of your prayers and am so thankful that you each took time out of your busy schedules to think of me. I missed you all and love my brothers and sisters (and others) on the site.

Second, there's going to be a moratorium on my posts for a few days. I'm working on QUITE A FEW new projects, and I'll post them soon.

Third, everything's going good with the new pacer, so no worries.

Does anyone happen to have the audiobook for this, because it has been discontinued by the publisher and I am having a hard time finding it. I started to listen to what I have when I realized how much is missing and its driving me crazy, that I also can't find it online. Thanks.

and my writing has been a bit lax!

But anyhow Bath Time, chapter 10 of The Girl is up for you to read now.

Ciao for now
Mads

Due to several members of my spouse's family creeping around the internet and trying to find things to use against me, including anything I have posted on this website, I asked for my posts to be un-published. I have also changed my name in order to hopefully put a firebreak in any trail they have been following.

I am out of my mind to invent new excuses to not call and to not visit my parents... And now I had a moment of clarity... Thought of visiting my parents is causing me to have mild case of panick attack... And so I try to overcome it and visit my parents in that season of love and understanding....and just a thought of it causes me to have a panic attack...
.....

Someone (Thanks, Terry!) pointed out that some of my stories need a caution. I added it to those that I could remember needing it.

My apologies to anyone that I inadvertently triggered. Please forgive me. I don't want to hurt anyone.

If anyone sees any other stories of mine that need a caution, please let me know. I'll handle it as soon as possible.

Found this news article today about a teen who has allowed National Geographic to film her GRS.

https://www.yahoo.com/beauty/trans-teen-shares-gender-confir...

Ok here's the first 3 chapters. It's not scifi, so it may very well not be your cup of tea. And if it isn't or it's just plain awful just say so. I won't take it personally.

- Krunch

I don't know how you're supposed to ask a stranger to commit at least a year of their life to helping you write a novel, for free. That's how I did it. I don't know if this is a good way to go about it, all I can say is this is how I asked Holly Hart, and for some reason she said yes.

Well, I found a new trigger for my PTSD. See, for the last while I have been reading "The Dark Tower" by Steven King, and partway through the second book, I started getting shaky. But I didn't connect it to what I was reading, because it didn't contain my usual triggers.

This is just an FYI. We have detected, and are currently mitigating, a small scale DDoS attack against one of our VPS host nodes. Because this VPS host currently hosts assets for YourBigCloset it could possibly affect the performance of BigCloset as we host some of our VideoAds from YourBigCloset. This is just an FYI and we don't know if it has any relation to Bigcloset.

Just a heads up to say that there might be a delay in the awarding of my extra prizes winners for the Christmas Competition.
My 94 years old Mother was admitted to Hospital last night. The Doctors don't really know what is wrong with her at the moment.

I've read every entry at least once and was in the process of producing a shortlist when this happened.

Apologies
Samantha

X-Ray results today.

pneumonia in the bottom of my left lung.
scarring in the top of my lungs.

and the most troublesome

a thickening of the pleural.
this is the membrane that surrounds your lungs, the thickening adds a restriction to inhaling.
translated:
1) asthma, a difficulty exhaling
2) emphysema a difficulty exhaling
both are forms of COPD
3) thickening pleural causing difficulty inhaling.
the beginning of CRPD
Chronic Restrictive Lung Disorder.

we get more of the girls adventures in Nippon.

In Shindo we get a lot more racing and a hatch is plotted for later in the week.

Like all royalty, I'm feeling a bit under the weather this week, a trip to Nottingham intended to lift spirits didn't do much other than get me out of the house and writing is stalled as I can't concentrate for more than a couple of minutes. Oh well, it'll all come out in the wash.

I have a heavy cold with stupid hacking cough, which is really hacking me off. Going to have an early night if I can persuade Whizz to read me a bed time story.

The holidays are winding down and things went pretty well. On the material side of things I got (or bought) everything I needed or wanted. In particular some cute gold hoop earrings made me smile. Awaiting an in-store delivery on Wednesday - a blue Elbow Sleeve Sweater Dress. I hope it's a keeper! Did Santa bring you any special things? Happy New Year everyone! Stay safe.

Just arrived home from the hospital after 6 weeks!
I hope to start the sequel to "Gene's Story" soon.
Thank you for your concerns , Bronwen was my support and
cheerleader through this blood infection that wouldn't go away.

Karen

All,
This is my first time blog here and first time in English other than comment so please forgive if I am incorrect word in places.
I do not have talent to write stories as do many here, so I am thankful for all who give of their spirit to share words to read.
ALL who wrote the stories I am thankful for who pour themselves into their work, who give enjoyment to others are special people who earn much good karma by giving joy and thought to the readers.

Yes, its true, we are in 2017 now and that annoying Bell woman is posting again!

For your delectation and delight, today I've posted Damp Squib, the latest part of Gaby's Japanese adventure.

My only prediction for the year is, drum roll please, stuff will happen!

I do have a to do list however

Will I ever just be me?

Happy New Year to y'all from Texas, even if I personally greet it toes up this year. Y'all have fun for me.

Happy New Year!

New book at editor... watch this space!

Have a good one!

Tanya

As we leave the disaster of 2016 behind us may I wish everyone here at BC a pleasant and fruitful New Year.

Mads

So... I made a title page (MORFS: Chakats Give the Best Hugs,) and I wrote the first part of the story, but I can't figure out how to attach the first part of the story to the title page.

Help!

(I'm trying to cut down on the workload of the folks running the site just a bit, but I might have increased it. Sorry!)

http://ktla.com/2016/12/30/nyc-issues-first-intersex-birth-certificate-in-us/

I was watching the news last night on the local FOX affiliated station. Much to my surprise they were interviewing my cardiologist. He was explaining “broken heart syndrome” in connection with Debbie Reynolds' death.

Not too many years ago he had given me the same explanation. We were in his office going over my medical history, including my family’s health.

I had told him that my father had died in his sleep from a surprise heart attack. Less than a week later, my mother, who had not displayed any heart problems, died from a “heart attack.”