Why, Yahoogroups, why?

Why do you make it so hard for writers to get in touch with others?

I have found several writing groups, some closed off to new members, which I understand but there are others that is like dead in the water and the only ones who are there are the porno spammers.

I want to find a group to help me edit my stories, give me support when the Muse flees into the night to giving me ideas on how a story should go and just chat about everything known to the writers.

I seriously am wondering if Yahoogroups is even worth having a group on anymore.

I am so tempted to open my own group there make it to where the new members are moderated for their first few posts and when they join, they need to say something as to why they want to join the group to keep the spammers out.

Maybe I will create a group called Writers Edit and Support Group or WEASG, I will have to think about it. I will post a new blog if I do create it.

Working on Warrior Princess.

My newest original story that I started back in November of 2011.

This excerpt is from that story. I want to know what everyone thinks of this small peice that I did.

Tarisn concentrated all her skill in her last attack on Rhiannon and found that Rhiannon had reacted slower to her swing and moved fast to disarm her of her sword and flipped her onto her back and pinned her down with Rhiannon’s sword in one hand and her own in her right hand. “Do you yield?”
Rhiannon looked at her breathing heavy as did Tarisn as the sweat dripped from Tarisn’s face. She nodded. “I yield this fight and you have passed your final test.”
Tarisn looked a bit puzzled but then anger appeared over her face as she pulled away from her. “You should have told me this was my final test!”
Rhiannon got up slowly. “I couldn’t as I wasn’t told when my final test happened either.”
Tarisn turned to look at Aderyn. “You knew this was the final testing day, didn’t you?”
“I can neither deny nor confirm that,” Aderyn stated, as she walked over to them to check for injures sustained by the swords.
Tarisn glared at Aderyn but then, she glanced away from her. “I should have known this day was coming.”
“What do you mean?” Aderyn asked, as she healed the cut on her shoulder.
“I should have known as this day is year six of us being here,” Tarisn replied, as she glanced at the woman who looked for more cuts. “That was the only one I got.”
Aderyn shook her head as her hand pressed on the wound on her leg to see her flinch. “I know where you got hit at, Tarisn.”
Rhiannon saw her stretch her arms. “So you were in a sense aware that this could be the final test?”
“Yeah, but I had thought I would have been informed before hand,”
“I was not told by my mentor either and when he was asked, he said every swordswoman or swordsman never knew when the final test would come as a fight would spring up without notice and you need to be on your toes about it.” Rhiannon replied, as Aderyn went to her side to heal the wounds that she got from Tarisn’s blade. “And by how you did, you did really well for a beginner swordswoman.”
“Well, I did have over four thousand, three hundred and eighty days of training underneath me, Rhiannon,” Tarisn stated, as she cleaned her blade in the water trough and dried it off with the towel. “You did make sure that I knew what I was doing with the sword.”

Four thousand, three hundred and eighty days is 6 years in the realm that my original female character is now in. From our world that rotates 364 or depending on the leap year 365 to a world that rotates 730 days. I have done over eight chapters in this story. I'm hoping to have at least 20 chapters by the time I'm done.

But when the editing process starts with this story, the chapters may increase. I am pleased with how the story is going, my writing groups that I'm in, like what I have done too.

Working on MDTAS series.

I will state this that my co-writer and I have decided that there will be some big time changes happening to Hall of Mirrors stories. There are stories that is currently online that is totally, totally out of character for a few original characters that we have in the episodes.

So, as soon as my co-writer and I can get together and have time to where we can write the stories, the stories will be updated and they will be changed bigtime. And yes, everyone will be informed which stories have been updated as they may end up with more chapters and more insight on the characters within.

I just hope that we can start writing the stories soon.

Horse slaughter.

If you do not like the topic of horse slaughter, you may want to leave this post.

I will never sell my horses to the killers, just because they’re old. They depend on me for their lives and when they are no longer able to live a comfy life with me or that I am unable to care for them, I will euthenize them. But they will never see the inside of a slaughterhouse, not while I live. They all deserve a better end, the poke of a needle and the loving words from their vet and owner and the next thing they know, they’re in horse heaven with the rest of the horses running free like the wind.

Those killers who buy horses to slaughter might want to put them out to pasture for about five years or bypass them entirely as the meds and worming meds we give to them while they live in our care are not for horses meant for food. It says so right on the box itself, this worm paste is not meant for horses bound for slaughter.

I wonder if the killers even know that with the healthy horses they buy that they’ve all been wormed and they’re handing worm medicated horses to the slaughter houses and the meat to the French or Italians that is not meant for their mouths. I may have to e-mail my vet and ask him some questions about this and see what I can glean from his mind.

And sadly, they do not even know! If I was the auctioneer, I would state it out loud to the audience that all of the horses here on the auction block have been wormed by their previous owners and these horses are not meant to be food for humans and then proceed with the auction of the horses. I doubt that the killers will buy the horses knowing that the horses have been wormed and are no longer for slaughter but someone else who wants them as a horse to ride or just a pet.

The muse has awakened and this might be a possible story for me. Will need to do some serious ass research dealing with auction houses and auctioneers for this story but I think it will be a very interesting story to do.