Nick Deverill

Makes a long very long and enjoyable read complete. Now to start reading all over again... Goatwriter indeed!

I think this is where the goat invents yet another new form of maths where ten chapters = one epilogue. It's going to be a mighty long epilogue to address all of those points. Still for someone who developed a form of maths whereby 156=100, and a calendar where a date in June 2013 was still in December 2012 - ought be child’s play. Reality is an illusion caused by an absence of alcohol, and since goats don't drink, anything could be true.

Whoo hoo! I'm a fast reader, but this made me slow down, and that is a major compliment. The other compliment is as soon as I've read the epilogue, I'm starting again. Any tale that makes one start again straight after finishing is a seriously good one. Many good stories justify a re-read, but only a select few make one back to back read. To my mind, this is one of the best stories I've read. Of any genre. Indeed, although there are gay couples in it, it's not a gay story as such, it's a classic adventure story with some gay and some straight people. Rather like real life. If goats raise glasses - you've earned a few! edited for a missing word

Yup, needs a very deliberate approach to catch to, two, too transpositions.

There are two tricks that might help you. The first one, assuming you are writing in Word or another wordprocessor program is to change the font. I find it can help you spot the "Paris in the the spring" type mistakes where although it'll pass all spelling tests, is still wrong. The other one, and you need to do this very fastidiously, is to read the work aloud. I do agree though, it is stacks easier to find errors in someone else's work than in you own.

In defence of editors reading speeds, to do the job properly requires a much slower reading speed than even the slowest reader possesses. You need to read slowly to start with, then go back and make sure all the questions asked are answered. Not here, but I have proof read as part of my job at the time and it's nothing like reading for pleasure.

Glad to see aardvarks haven't been forgotten. After all, aardvarks never killed anyone... (with apologies to Spike Milligan)

In my opinion this needs a choirboy singer, and a gentle pipe organ Guten Abend, gute Nacht, Mit Rosen bedacht, Mit Naeglein besteckt, schlupf unter die Deck' Morgen frueh, wenn Gott will, wirst du wieder geweckt Morgen frueh, wenn Gott will, wirst du wieder geweckt Guten Abend, gute Nacht, Von Englein bewacht Die zeigen im Traum, dir Christkindleins Baum Schlaf nun selig und suess, Schau im Traum's Paradies Schlaf nun selig und suess, Schau im Traum's Paradies Original words to Johannes Brahms's "Wiegenlied" or known in English as his lullaby.

“Hi” he shakily said, “my name’s Nick”. The circle of others in chairs looked at him encouragingly. He went on, “and I’m a Circumnavigation addict”. At this, a collective gasp escaped the others, for they knew, there was no hope for Nick...

3 foot 6 inches....

Given the story is big long huge I'd say there was a fair need for an epilogue to follow at a decent interval as the chance CJ has forgotten something is quite big, despite goats appearing to rival elephants in the memory stakes. As for the list of woes, the fact that car trouble is next to a wreaked garage door strongly suggests a hoof/brain interface problem and perhaps he drove the car into the garage door... A trifle unkind, but I just have that kind of imagination!

I've run out of things to cross... Fingers, legs, arms. I can't see a way out of this situation, and none of Atlantis's passengers deserve to die. I even looked up hurricane Dean and as hurricanes go, it was a biggy.

As my mum would say: “Patience is a virtue, Virtue is a grace. Grace is a little girl Who would not wash her face.” Which on Googling I find comes from Dick King-Smiths book, "Lady Daisy". Six pages on a Gay Authors forum for a single chapter of a multichapter story must be some kind of record. I wonder if CJ is going for a unbeatable record here...

Oh I'm reading alright and so far, a good and interesting tale. I found the tale elsewhere - where you might know me, and was interested enough to look around`and search the web for more parts.

CJ - whilst I'll freely admit I'm having Circumnavigation withdrawal symptoms, not just seeing pink elephants but sharing my humble abode with several of them, make the break as best suits the narrative. I'll still live if the delay is a bit longer! I now have to go and let Dumbo out - elephant dung stains on the carpet are the very devil to remove...

Ok cliff-hanger free But as I said before, a heck of a goat-hanger. And my dictionary says: Goat-hanger: Noun. The ending of an instalment in a way calculated to make the reader or viewer yearn for the next instalment to hopefully answer the tense and anxious situation that has arisen. The same sort of device in a lesser strength is often termed a cliff-hanger, but a goat-hanger is many times greater. © Nick Deverill's 2013 Dictionary I'm getting exceedingly twitchy as the days go by, eagerly, anxiously, and even fearfully awaiting the final parts. ,

Regrettably (who am I kidding?) as far as I know, Gay Authors uses the generally accepted Gregorian calender for its awards, and not the Julian, or any other, including those invented by authors. Has got to be about the most complete understatement ever given. Not of course a cliff-hanger as CJ says he doesn't use them, but certainly one heck of a goat-hanger. And we all know how masterful goats are on seemingly unclimbable slopes.

What a 'goat-hanger'! (A bit like a cliff-hanger only worse). My dream of 10 days ago where Atlantis sank in the storm with the loss of at least one life is coming horribly true. Yes, I'm even dreaming Circumnavigation now. Hopefully after all this time, the goat is not going for the sort of ending my brother favoured at the age of about 9 in school stories where failing to think of an ending, he just killed everyone off!

It's hard to think of an ending sufficiently nasty to do her justice. Needs to be excruciatingly painful on two levels, both physical and mental. Something involving a huge audience, a bacon slicer, and a bag of salt comes to mind but I worry it's not sufficiently agonising or prolonged enough.

Interesting month, Goatember... Today, 2nd March 2013 is 17th February 2013 if one uses the Julian calender so while December in the Julian calender carried on a bit, it was all over by 14th January in the Gregorian calender.

In the mathematically and calender challenged goat's defence, he did give the title in the post of 15th February to the previous chapter's discussion. I'm hoping for a painful, drawn out and deeply embarrassing end for Bridget - one can always wish, but so far she seems to have a better intelligence operation than many countries.

Whoops - not enough drugs tablets... By Word 7 and 8, I meant Windows 7 and 8 Stands in corner with pointy hat on...

You've obviously read https://www.gayauthors.org/forums/topic/36355-posting-stories-from-word/ Word does some very funny things and Word based programs also (I've known Outlook formatting wreaked by Yahoo). No idea what the Gay Authors interface looks like or does, but the solution pro tem may be to paste the story from the simplest program that preserves the format. As you've mentioned Word, you probably have WordPad as this was included up to and including Vista in the accessories group. May well be in Words 7 and 8 but I'm living in the past! Try pasting into WordPad, saving as a new file and then re-pasting into GA. Worth making a very minor change to make sure your clipboard version is the WordPad version. Your calender may be odd, and your maths not the accepted type, but on this issue, it doesn't seem like it's you!

Hmm, the list of people who need to have very nasty, repeated and public accidents with bacon slicers is growing! To say this tale is making me wish my life away is an understatement. No doubt about it, the goat is bringing to a conclusion one of the all time best novels - of any genre.

Ah yes, long wave aka LW. The home of Empire Broadcasting when long waves were supposed to go a long way, and short waves a short way. At that point you'd have been laughed out of court for suggesting that short waves could go around the world, let alone 1,000,000 miles per watt of power. Another fine episode, still no nasty end for Bridget but I suppose we can't have everything!