Good morning, Fimfiction. · 6:21am Oct 1st, 2019
Two things, right off the bat:
I am back on a limited basis, to be terminated as and when I feel like it.
I'm a girl now.
Two things, right off the bat:
I am back on a limited basis, to be terminated as and when I feel like it.
I'm a girl now.
I didn't really realize what I was writing about when I wrote In the Dark of the Wood. I wanted to write something before the year was officially over, and for some reason I had an Applejack itch. I started looking through the impressive gallery of NCMares, an artist who I knew was A) one of my favorites and B) did a lot of Applejack, knowing I'd hit my inspiration when I saw it. I hit on the cover art for the piece, and in the terrifying, only semi-consensual way that my brain works,
About a year ago, I wrote the blog post celebrating 300 followers. In it, I expressed uncertainty about the state of the future, and said I felt good about that uncertainty.
Now, here we are. A year's passed. The world didn't end. I've started university.
And, oh yeah. I fell in love.
This Isn't War is not a story about suicide, you brainless, cynical wastrels.
I've never really looked at my own body of work and tried to suss out a general theme. As far as I know, I don't really have an identity as far as what I write, at best having one for how I write. I don't know that you could sum my work on Fimfiction up in one sentence, the way you could say that Majin Syeekoh writes irreverent comedy with intermittent navel-gazing, or that Carapace and friends write fluffy romances about the contrast between sour and sweet. Of course, if you can, feel free. I
Not sure if I should be surprised that war stories are apparently in fashion these days.
So, yeah. Apparently some dude going by the name of Illya Leonov did a reading of one of the short stories in my Magic: The Gathering-themed collection. Specifically, I Have No Ears, And I Must Hear.
Happy birthday to me,
Happy birthday to me,
Hap-py birth-day, Mo-ri-ar-ty...
Happy birthday to me.
Tinker by Chris Rahn
Princess Celestia is in charge. Whether she is powerful, or competent, or even mildly sane is variable, but that which remains is that what Sun Horse says goes. Regardless of the story, regardless of the universe, Princess Celestia always runs the show, at least at the start. No matter the size of the show.
Let's get this started.
Three hundred. Spartans.
As good a time as any to wax poetic about the future.
More below the awesome song.