Nephylim

HAPPY BIRTHDAY (and don't listen to Krista, it's no fun unless you get into trouble :wub:

Celebrate that

No, neither had I until my daughter's gf mentioned it. Wikipedia says "Celebrate Bisexuality Day is observed on September 23 by members of the bisexual community and their supporters" Apparently it's been celebrated since 1999.... so why didn't I know about it But I do now :)

Apparently today is International Celebrate Bisexuality Day so come celebrate YAY I'M BISEXUAL AND TODAY IS MY DAY :wub:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Have a FABULOUS day :wub:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Have a FABULOUS day :wub:

Me and you yes for sure hun. If no one else turns up then I'll have you all to myself

How can I help but smile? I thought both poems were hilarious. On the other hand... how can I help but frown? Some people are indeed dipshits but please, pretty please... not all of us are

My mother died today. I wasn't there. When I got to the hospital she was already dead and I went to her room with my sister and neice to sit with the thing that used to be my mother. i say 'thing' not out of any disrespect but to acknowledge the fact that my mother no longer inhabits it. We sat around for a while feeling as if we should be saying or doing something but there was nothing to say or do. I came home and lit candles, said a prayer to the goddess and contemplated what it was I felt I should have done or said. It wasn't really anything to do with my mother's body. I had and have nothing to say to that as it is nothing. Neither do I have anything to say to her spirit that I did not say when it was inhabiting the body... except perhaps goodbye, I hope you finally find peace. You see on the way to the hospital, at the time she died, I was sitting on the train and I heard someone say 'I'm sorry'. There was no one there, no one in the entire carraige... except for me and my mother. She released a lot of things inside me with those two words and that is why I am hoping she finds peace. She has been carrying those words inside her since I was a child and I wish she had said them to me with her body. Never mind, that is her regret and not mine. Her spirit released her. I have no regrets, no need to forgive, no requirement to be forgiven. But I digress. What was it I felt I should be doing? I concluded that I was straining towards the ritual, the ceremony, the due respect... the helping of the soul to find it's way. There was no candle at the foot of the bed, to mirrors to cover with sheets, no windows to open, no prayers to recite. There was nothing but a feeling of... something missing. I think our lives are less rich for the fact that we have so easily cast off the traditions and customs of our forefathers and we are left sterile and lost feeling that something, somewhere is missing. we have to coming of age trials, no rites of passage, no ritual and so we find different rituals to fill the need in our soul... smoking, drinking, abuse, rape, grraffiti... so many. Where are the signposts that tell us where we fit into our society, where are the little things that expect and allow us to pay respect to those who are living and those who are dead? My mother is gone from this world now. She knows the secrets of beyond. I wonder is she weeping now that she knows the truth. I am not weeping. I don't feel the need for it. Somewhere, somehow I feel a rightness about it. I have never mourned death, never cried at funerals. Is that a strangeness in me... who knows it is as I am Night night Mam

Why? Are you afraid he's going to damn you to hell? Meh... even if I thought he had the power I wouldn't give a damn. Or are you concerned about the reception of your comments... meh who cares

Everything changes. Maybe the universe is prodding you into making them or preparing you for the fact that they are coming whether you want or not

Given the number of reviews that writers get for their stories, and those are usually a miniscule proportion of the read count I woudl advise you to cherish every review good and bad because is shows that someone cares. The vast majority of people who read your story will not leave any review at all. They will read, love or hate, and move on without ever telling you what they thought. And that's fine... that's what people do, But every now and again you will have someone who is stirred by your story, who is affected by it to the extent they have to say something... and so they do. Whatever they have to say, the very fact they posted a review is a compliment. And many of those who critique mean it in a good way... to help you get better. If the story was mere crap why would they bother. You can say... start a discussion thread, but let's be honest how many people would actuallly use it. When you look at the tiny ratio of people who review the ratio of that ratio of people who actually contribute to a discussion is even smaller, unless you have a twist or are a very established writer. I mean look at the boards. Even when someone like Comicality starts a thread how many people ACTUALLY contribute to it. Take heart hun. Your story has a great core, if people don't like the grammar they don't have to read the story do they?

That's easy... the answer is - nothing. If I were to find someone who was intersted in my story they would have to be interested in the story for what it is. It comes out of me as a complete work and I don't generally rewrite once it's down. If anyone wants me to change what I wrote I don't want to work with them.. end of. I have never expected to make money for my work and I suppose whether you are prepared to compromise or not depends on why you write. If your write for love and art you would be less likely to compromise. If you write for commercialism or money you will be more prepared to compromise Me, I'm uncompromising when it comes to my work which is probably why I am never likely to be in print

Sleep well hun and the best of luck for your first day

Shocking Mike. That's the strangest looking frog I've ever seen

Hey Cait... glad you took the plunge.I don't know about the wolves but the vampires are fairly tame Mostly

Who's vamp boy? Did I miss him?

Ummmmm Actually it looks quite cute. There are a lot of gell and hair sculptingwax makers out there who rely on people wanting to look like that on purpose.

Don't apologise hun. A lively and even heated debate is no bad thing

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUDE

HAHA That is very insightful and I can completely see where you're coming from. As I have commented before... to much sweetness can rot your teeth. Hmm... I so completely have a dark side... I own it and cherish it but yes, I do work it out through my writing I suppose. And yes, i suppose my niceness is too much even for me sometimes. I am quite sickening and, particularly when I was younger, I had a fear of being boring and bland. I don't think I am but I have a tendency to be somewhat... nice

That's not asexual... that's scared.

I really don't think that this is anywhere approaching the right phrase. If the definition of asexual is having no desire to have sex that doesn't stop them having the desire to please their partner. Not wanting to do something for yourself does not prevent you from doing it for someone else, especially someone you love. And as for violating... I think that isway way too strong a word. if a gay man has a relationship with a woman does that violate his definition? I don't think that anyone wakes up one day and makes the decision that they are asexual. it's just something that happens and no one makes rules that say you have to behave in this way or you can't behave in that way.

i thought all vampire stories suck.... oh... you mean THAT kind of suck Aha... of course... dammit I've been making a huge mistake all alone. I think you should try and get Taylor Lautner to dramatise yours. That was just TOTALLY hilarious.

I'm sorry you had to learn the hard way hun but I suppose there are some lessons that are only learned that way. You are absolutely right... straight, bi, gay. Female, male. We all want the same thing love and respect! Kudos