My New Blog



Many of you know me from my previous blog.  However, due to situations beyond my control, I am shifting my posts to this blog, as I can not remove all references to certain people from my old blog.

Although I will be posting entries on a regular basis, I will not be making daily posts.  Finding the time to write entries when I am very busy (such as on weekends) has proven to be a big headache for me.  Instead, I will chronicle the events in my life, especially where my transgender nature is involved.

Unlike many bloggers, I plan to have my posts show up at least one week after the events have occurred.  This way, I have the time to edit them for clarity and to make sure that I do not invade anyone's privacy.  This is one mistake I made in the old blog, and one I intend to avoid in this one.  It's too easy to lose a friend or two when writing in a diary format, and I don't want to lose any more friends because of my blogging.


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Pat Scales said…
As a long time reader I am pleased to be the first to comment on your new blog. I wish you luck and good times as you continue to page forward with your dual life.
Pat
October 15, 2019 at 10:23 AM
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