I don't think I can begin to tell all the ways that this
story made me feel really good, but it really did. I think
I chuckled for a half hour.

http://photoblog.msnbc.msn.com/_news/2011/12/21/9612651-two-...

http://content.usatoday.com/communities/ondeadline/post/2011...

Still, I feel so badly for several other stories, some from
only a few years ago, when several seemingly Fine officers were
removed from service, for being lesbian. It must be a form of

Some funny stuff.

A reader wrote to my Hotmail to say he liked Star Crossed. He went on to say that he had only gotten into it because he clicked the wrong link!

… Sure! Fine by me.

I like to scribble a little, in those exceedingly rare instances that I have any time at all, and I’m convinced that like most people who’ve been afflicted with this same psychological shortcoming, I don’t care if he tripped over or fell down the link – Just as long as once the actual reading is begun, he feels like reading to the end.

Many important moments in our lives pass unmarked by solemn ceremonies or other rights of passage, such as weddings, graduations, and funerals. Usually, they are far more fleeting, passing almost unnoticed. Even so, and how ever brief, they are often the very moments that define us as who and what we are; and just as importantly, who and what our friends are. This story is a collection of a few such moments, like steppingstones through time, in the life of a very special person named Emily.

I have to say that I've noticed lately that a lot of authors have been putting more work into the
presentation aspects of stories. Geoff and I were talking last night about this very thing.

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

     Be careful what you wish for.

Friends:

I apologize for not being able to post the rest of the unicorn story as I’d
intended. I will be posting fairly frequently as I rewrite it, but I can’t
guarantee to be posting at specific times as I have been. The good news
is that I do type quickly, and I have a very good memory for this story.
More good news is that my editor is newly back from a successful world