Nephylim

I can't speak for any other authors but, as for myself... I am incredibly happy and fulfilled just to have someone read my stories. If someone posts a review or a comment it lifts me for the whole day. I get rediculously excited. For me the best kind of reviews are those who actually say something about the way they feel about the story, the characters etc... which ask questions I can answer... which make me think... which offer suggestions or comments on how I can make my writing better. I am more than happy to accept criticism as well as praise because that helps me grow. I am unfailingly surprised when someone writes about my characters in a discussion thread (which I have never had the courage to start for myself) and it is amazing when they seem to get into the story and the characters. The height of praise and satisfaction is when someone says that something I wrote connects with them, or inspires them or touches them... because isn't that what life is about... making connections with people, touching their lives, having them touch you. I try to comment on every story I read in a positive way, although I do point out if I think there are things that could make the story better because that is what I would want, what I need to grow. At the end of the day a review is a connection, even if it is only says... hey I read it... it makes a link between yourself and the person who wrote the story... touching lives again, weaving threads, enriching the tappestry of life.

Awww.... that was a little disappointing. Far too easy one him. Never mind perhaps we are being lulled into a false sense of security.

I'd give a rat a go if it was cooked properly. I've met enough of them after all... kissed a few

Go on Mike... tell us which dwarf... or are you too Bashful?

I have a landline simply beacuse my mobile number is too difficult for my mother to remember and dial. I think that if it weren't for her I wouldn't bother. I very rarely use it for anything else.

Sounds awesome. Get writing

I have lots of hats which I wear depending on my mood/the weather. I have a furry one that looks like a cat, a black sparkly knitted one, a couple of velvet ones and a suede kind of squashed top hat thing... which I might have to throw out because I think the cat was sick on it.

None... at least not to me. I used to hate it when my daughter sent texts when we were sitting down to a meal... I would really have drawn the line at a call. When we're eating or socialising that is what we're doing NOT talking on the phone. As for others, well I wouldn't notice as I am usually absorbed in what i am doing... sometimes WAY too much. Next time I will make a point of looking.

I am guilty of this. Have to admit I never liked wearing a watch but I always used to... obsessively. Now I have a cell, no watch and two wrists free for leather, lace, silk and silver.

Life always gets in the way but I never let it get in the way for long. It's surprising how much you can get written when you are making dinner, dealing with cat with a bad leg, a child who is flooding the house with vomit and an ex who wants feeding (although he did wield towels)

There are some VERY interesting pictures on there. Somewhat disturbing but so worth the look

Erm... 'it isn't as bad as it used to be?' I am utterly and rabidly claustrophobic. I can't even read about it or watch it on TV... eg caving, being stuck in a lift, buried alive etc. When I am in a confined space or a crowd I always have to be able to see my way out and have a clear path to the exit.

I've just had a new phone and it has an amazing flashlight Yay me What kind of phone is it? Well... it was free with my contract, it is silver and square with slidy bit and cute buttons. It has a really nice colour scheme and pretty screensavers. What more do you need to know

Well that's what you get for getting into cars with strangers. Being a vampite I have a thing for love that sucks, even more if it bites. And I admit I am a sucker for love even when it hurts... a lot

Never made it's acquaintance myself. We keep missing each other

Beautiful landscape, beautiful girl

why do the good die young? and the obnoxious and useless linger for decades like a bad rash? Because the good wear themselves out at the beck and call of the obnoxious and useless. why does one guy walk away from the plane crash or the train wreck without a scratch? why does that guy wonder WTF for the rest of his life? Fate, chance, luck, being a superhero. why are we supposed to honor other peoples cultures when they spit on your own? Because their government is stronger/braver than ours. Don't get me wrong I still think we should honour them but we should not allow them to spit on us. why do they tell you to do unto others as you would have them do unto you when you feel like you are being done to death? Because they are the ones you are 'doing to' why are all the cool games being made for game consoles and not for PCs? Because the makers of the game consoles spend more money on research and development why are people so god damned dumb and think they are so f**king smart? Because they are too dumb to realise they aren't and because they are allowed to be. (see questions 1 and 4) if people are so smart, why do they close the store when the computers are down? Because they aren't smart enough to have a back up plan why are people scared shitless of the flu and don't seem to care about HIV? Because their memories only stretch as far as the last public service announcement. why is it a misdemonor and a ticket for an ounce of weed in some states and a felony in others? I don't know. I'm Welsh.. please explain. why do guys in the bar tell you that they have a lover and you see them in the parking lot doing everybody? Because 1. their lover broke up with them between the bar and the car park 2. they have a lot of lovers or 3 you have bad breath. if hot strippers make money taking their clothes off, wouldn't ugly people be paid to put their clothes on? It's all relative. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder... and some of the beholders have strange eyes

Yes. You wouldn't believe what I have done for love, what I have suffered, what I have given, what I have received, how high, how low.... and not regretted a single moment. I am in a place in my life where I doubt I will have anyone else in my life, at least for a very very long time. Promising to wait sounds good and noble and fine but after a while it sucks Anyway.... give everything for love, it's worth it. Love ya Sam

The Aberkenfig Chinese - because it has a huge fish tank and piano.... oh and the food is great too.

WOW that was very inspiring Steve. May I be so bold as to start by saying that one of the things I am thankful for is that you are here to make the post. There is an awful lot in my life to be thankful for so I will stick to the most important things. My two children, my friends and my work colleagues who have been really coming through for me lately. I am thankful that I have the ability to express myself in a way I never have before and that no one has yet run screaming to the hills and I am thankful that I am still able to fully independent and take care of my son... long may it continue. HAPPY THANKSGIVING GUYS

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

My garden is mountain. We reclaimed it a couple of years ago by stepping it but it is very steep and, as I have been having health problems recently I have not been able to give it the attention it needs since Ian left. It's pretty much been reclaimed by the moutain now and is a wilderness of bramble. I have been able to maintain the bottom tier though which is mostly a herb garden. I love to be able to open my back door and smell the lavender and sage and I use my own herbs as much as I can in cooking and making my pills and potions.

I didn't give a shit. School was school and I did what i had to do and no more. I encourage my children to be the same. Whatever activities they have engaged in have been things they really wanted to do outside of school. You spend enough time in there because you HAVE to as it is. Childhood is about gaining experience and having fun... the experience of homework is unecessary... school is where you are supposed to be taught curriculum home is where you are taught other things... like how to hold a sword, proper technique for spear, how to make fire, how to do magic.

When my father was alive we used to go on holiday to a place called Fishguard in West Wales. It's where the ferries go to Ireland. We made friends with a fisherman and he used to take us fishing in a tiny little sail boat. In the beginning it was really fun... until he started thinking of us less as visitors and more as fellow fisherman and he took us out in worse and worse weather further and further out to sea. I still shudder at the though of the last time we went. Waves twice as big as the boat, lobsters snapping about in the bottom of the boat. My father was too ill to go by then so it was just me and my husband. I will never forget sitting in the boat upright, staring straight ahead... at the sky. *shudder*. My father died not long after and we never went back. I sometimes wonder about that fisherman... but I'm in no hurry to go out in the boat with him again

that's wicked. Made me smile.