For about the past three weeks, or perhaps a little longer, I've had a mild sore throat. Symptoms: slight discomfort there, perpetual taste of old milk, intestinal bloating on account of the gunge draining down, resulting nausea and so on.

Last week I decided it had gone on long enough and went to the doctor. Cue loads of tests and a completely unexpected finding.

well, its official. I am scared of my own brain.

I was waiting to pick up my ex at her work, and as sometimes happens, I began to nap.

I've been thinking of writing a story around the following idea: A seemingly normal teen guy is in the closet about liking guys, and one day at a camp or a sleepover a horny gay teen seduces him and tops him. Over the next couple of months, the protagonist's body changes in unexpected ways - breast growth, swollen belly and he gets morning sickness. Eventually a doctor diagnoses him as pregnant. He's shocked to discover part of him is actually pleased. He keeps the baby and his body keeps changing. At the end of the story, s/he's nursing the baby.

So... I might just be getting a boyfriend soon...

I know! I can't believe it!

Anyways... He doesn't... At least, probably not... know about my past yet.

I didn't know where to Post this so I Decided to post as a BLOG Entry.

has now actually updated at my site!

You can read the first part of Nena's holiday report report complete with some enlargeable pics!

http://www.maddybell.com/page600.htm

ttfn

Mads

This is a scene for my story The Brain that didn't make the cut. I thought you might like to see this and give me your comments on it.

I have passed all of he hurdles for Gender Re-assignment surgery. The VA did all of my pre-op tests and decided I needed to se a cardiologist to clear me for surgery. On the fourth of September I was cleared and now am ready for the 17th of September at 6:20 AM. My surgery will be in Bristol, Pennsylvania at the Lower bucks Hospital. Dr. Sherman leis (lease) will be performing the surgery.

Way back at the beginning of July (shock! horror! --- THAT long ago!) I posted the quote "New (and Final)" endquote map.

I lied.

Every so often I reach a point of surfeit. Where I've taken on too many other people's problems and woes and I need time to find me again. I am not leaving Top Shelf. I am, however in desperate need of time alone so I can get centered again. Losing Holly seems to have brought me to the point of finality and I just can't deal with any more problems or concerns right now.

In August of 2007, when I went to Thailand to have SRS, I contacted a Urinary Tract Infection, post op. Who knows how it happened. It is a whole new world when you cut your primary defense against such things off and make it a Vagina. You go from at least several inches separation between the tip of your penis, and your anus, down to an inch or two. Ecoli is resident in your intestines, and in males it is less troublesome than in females. I had contacted a strain of Ecoli that is antibiotic resistant, perhaps due to poor sterilization of the tools?

In a few weeks I have the opportunity to follow up my radio interview with an internet TV one. This would be an hour long (I thought the half hour would be long but I didn't even touch on everything I would have liked).

No one ever suggested that it was easy being a writer, though I always thought on BC it was easier than most places because of the friendly atmosphere. I'm not so sure anymore. I'm seriously thinking I might stop writing Bike, perhaps it's run its course - maybe I don't have anything to say anymore without apparently upsetting people, maybe I should just bow out and let someone else entertain people for nothing.

I'm still thinking about it. I won't withdraw my stuff as others have done but I might not post here again either.

I present to you without further comment, a real life example of forced fem:

http://thelastpsychiatrist.com/2012/01/couple_reveals_childs...

I've decided, at last, what story I'm going to write. As with most of the ideas I decide to turn into stories, however, the more I think about it the more complex it's turning out to be.

Today I visited a saw mill in northern Arkansas. If any of you have driven the highway between Conway and Harrison, you've seen the mill. I decided to drive non-stop home and fix a late lunch. US 65 joins Interstate 40 at the north side of Conway. There is a long left turn lane to get onI-40 South. I was stopped about 8-10 feet behind the truck in fron of me when I heard a 'chirp' of tire and was clobbered by a GMC 1500 pickup truck. I was driving a 2012 Chevy Malibu. Guess who won? I was knocked into the Nissan Tundra in front, and his tow bar penetrated my radiator.

Okay. I need help. Okay leave the snickers out of this and the idea that we all need help. :)

The fuse I lit nearly two weeks ago is about to reach its end...

I am thinking about self publishing my stories (No, I will not stop posting them here) ;) I am also thinking of building a website to go with it.

Some more random thoughts:

I had my first radio interview and I hope that it went well. I gave a little shout out to Big Closet in my bio.

Tell me what you think.

The link is HERE

Nothing related to TG but I know there are quite a few UK authors and users on this site. Have to laugh at this one. London skyscraper "melting" parked cars.... "The skyscraper's developers said they were seeking to rectify the problem which they blamed on the position of the sun at certain times of day." Hmmmm.... Sure, blame it on the sun. It's clearly out to get them. Perhaps a lawsuit against that pesky star? Perhaps it's something they might have anticipated. I don't think the sun has changed it's route across the sky recently.

struggling with flashbacks all of a sudden. I wonder if there is a connection between being stressed for other reasons and how frequently I relive my rapes?

I am really happy that something I did in the most recent chapter of Written in the Body played off well. Something I have been setting up for half the story was made clear and that is a slight trans element in a side story. People were surprised but supportive. It is playing out really well and that makes me happy. I have no idea how many of you are following that story but I was just excited about that and wanted to share. :D

Since early July, I have been adjusting to the idea that it would be permissible, within my belief system, for me to have husband. It has taken considerable time to adjust to the idea. Eventually, as it all began to sink in, my eyes became crossed with delight!

I have just submitted 'Ride On' for publishing on Kindle. The best way to find it (for it isn't up for another day or so) is to search on Amazon books under "Sussex Border Stories".

When I set out to write ‘No Greater Love’ I used a story I thought was from the ‘Iliad’ by Homer which was written circa 760-710 BC. It is the one that tells of how how Thetis, the mother of Achilles, fearful for her son’s safety sends him off to the court of King Lycomedes of Skyros to live as a girl rather than risk death in war.

Thursday, 9/5 — Think Radio Show will have on Dallas Area local people to talk on the subject.

Every once in a while, something comes along that restores my faith in humankind and makes me think that maybe some parents are doing an okay job with their kids.

Happy Birthday to my bestest friend and favorite Vixen, Randalynn!!!

I won't divulge Milady's age, but will tell you she is dealing with a possible kidney stone :(

Some Random thoughts:

Well, this wasn't supposed to be a question I'd need to ask, but that was before running into the side of a granite boulder. I was supposed to be in Oklahoma the beginning of July. Gee, everything was set, housing, family, even the finances were all a done deal. I was supposed to have moved out from my house, and I would still be leaving more than 1/2 my monthly money so the house (can anyone say investment?) payment would be made.

The title of my new story is not the final title. Summer Night is more or less a place holder title because I couldn't think of a better one. If anyone had any good ideas, please post them and I will be eternally grateful.
Thanks,
Brianna

Long time no post!

Well it seems that the tab options disappeared for going to Home, Blog and so on in the header. Another software glitch?

Hiya peeps!

It's me again, and like always, I'm in search of validation of my meager writing skills.

Or, no, wait, that's not it at all for once!

It's amazing how life can turn around. THis past month I've been working on moving out and getting set up for college. My Dad kicking me out pushed that plan into high gear, whether I'm ready for it or not. So I've gotten everything set up, and have my room mate selected. The kicker? The Student housing, instead of treating me as male as on my ID, they accommodate to my wishes and treat me like a woman. Even gave me a female roommate. Not something I expected. but something I'm happy for. I met my roommate at the mall earlier and just basically had fun getting to know her.

Gabycon is but a month away!

If you are planning on attending all or just part of the weekend please contact me by either pm here or email asap so I have some idea of numbers.

If anyone commented on my stories and I did not reply I want to apologize. Without boring anyone with my problems I will only say I was in a dark place for a few weeks and slipped up on replying. Now I do not know who I have responded to and who I have not.

If I did skip thanking you for commenting please know I apologize greatly. You words of encouragement mean the world to me and I was not ignoring anyone intentionally. I beg your forgiveness.

Thank you,
Stef

I hope you caught it and were gentle with it. Piccie please Gwen!

Hi all, I wanted to start off by saying I'm sorry to everyone who expected to see more That's How the System Works last year. I wanted to let everyone know what I have been up to regarding my writing. One of the problems I have encountered often as I write the story is that new ideas often pop into my head, ones I want to incorporate into the story, but may not always mesh properly with the existing cannon of the story.

On my birthday I quit my part time jobs with 2 separate Podiatric practices. Well, I tried anyway. I was told by each doctor that he would accept my resignation only if I would agree to come in as a consultant as needed but that I wouldn't have to work a regular schedule. One of them gave me a second job doing something I only did informally for him before.

I tried to go from 4 jobs to 2, but now it feels like 5. I guess it's nice to be wanted at my age... But, geez, guys.

Ole

Life the last two weeks has once again derailed my writing. I was working on a comedy fantasy piece, which seems to be coming together, but I’ve now ended up working on a story in far darker places. Anyway I’m writing blind, not sure if I’m writing something worth reading or just putting words on the page. If anyone is bored and has a few minutes to look at a hunk of a story (and can face my writing), head over to...

Hypatia's Place

I just found out a few hours ago Aunt Holly died. Even though I knew her health had been getting worse, I had been hoping somehow she'd pull through. I guess, sometimes, just wishing with all your heart don't always work.

Some part of me just wants to cry, but I can't. All I can feel is numbness right now. And emptiness. The world feels emptier without Aunt Holly in it.

The title of this blog is one of the thoughts I had as Holly Hart went into the crematorium yesterday. The other was the Nazi ovens in Poland. I was there at the time and the event was harder than I thought it would be.

Another note I sent all the comments and private messages that I saw to Holly's sisters. I thought they would appreciate the sentiment.

I am also thinking that there should be a writing contest to honor Holly, as she was an author and major editor.

Shelly

Hi everyone,

You just gotta laugh sometimes.

Penny Lane has produced a wonderful 'universe' that grabbed my attention to such an extent that I wished to contribute to it.

Hello

Today we rented Cloud Atlas.