I had the experience of talking to an acquaintance recently who confessed to me that her secret desire was to be a canine dental hygienist. That's someone who cleans the teeth of dogs. But, she had ended up getting married, having kids, raising them, etc, a process that took many years and still wasn't over.

Ran across this pic which has sharing code, so I decided to share:

... who posts that they don't like serial stories, or don't like drabbles, or don't like stories with crossdressing or magic or bodysuits or superheroes or you don't like stories that have lots of keywords or not enough keywords -- there's such a simple solution I'm surprised no one has thought of it.

Now at the bottom of every story, logged-in members will find a link: Add to Favorites

For about 90 minutes this evening. Heat problem in the server. Okay now, we hope.

- Erin

Bob and I have apparently FINALLY solved the persistent login problem. :) Hope, hope.

Hugs,
Erin

I'm really considering pulling the plug on BC. It seems many people are unhappy with my attempts to keep this a friendly place to read, write and discuss TG fiction.

Recent blogs seemed to be going well then people started quitting because of remarks in the blogs. So I pulled the blogs and now more people are quitting.

There are some hot discussions going on and some rants, but there's no flamewar. :)

I felt sort of annoyed last night when I went to bed at 2 a.m. about the discussion but this morning I'm pleased. We can have a free-for-all and express opinions without getting insulting. Good.

Hugs,
Erin

Tomorrow I'll be leaving on vacation--or holiday as some say. I'll be gone a week, up to the Bay Area to visit my brother and I may meet a few of you at the con that's the same weekend in San Jose. I'll have my laptop and cell phone with me, so I won't be out of reach and I'll spend an hour or so a day here, no doubt.

Diagnostics say the video chip in my iMac is going out. This is bad. Hope I can make it work for another two weeks but I'm probably going to be using the laptop iBook more for a bit.

Hugs,
Erin

The novel writing contest ended during that time my mom was in the hospital and I had no spare attention. Twice since then, I've sat down and constructed the polls needed for people to vote on the contest and twice Murphy ate my breakfast. It's been six months, the novel contest is over. Everybody that entered won. Sorry, I just don't have the steam; that locomotive left the station empty.

I don't get the blues, I get the grays. Life seems colorless and little annoyances seem sharply defined because of contrast. The few joys in this state feel faded and evanescent and cause for more sadness because each one is small and fleeting.

Some people have all the luck...

Birdsong

Good thing I'm ambidextrous. :) Mousing with my left hand isn't hard but my desk isn't set up for it. I may not be doing much more today, it's not a bad burn so it should be okay tomorrow.

- Erin

Things are looking up for...