Hiatus · 7:09pm Aug 13th, 2012
As of yesterday, I have finished writing the fourth chapter of "The Man With Two Names". So why have I put the story on hiatus?
Well, I'm still writing it, it's just that I want to finish the whole thing before I post the chapters. So no update on this particular story until it reaches the 100% mark.
Also, my editor has moved along into other pursuits, leaving fanfiction behind him. I very much need an editor, for both plot and mechanics. If you're interested, let me know.
And for those of you who are interested, here's a sneak peak of Chapter four, in all its unedited glory:
By the time we both made it to the barn, half the ponies were already assembled around the opening gate. I surveyed everypony gathered around. There were about twenty of them. All around was the murmur of conversation and the caws and calls of crows. Some were chatting idly, others were trying their damned hardest to keep their eyes open. Mostly earth ponies, but a hooffull of unicorns, and two pegasi. Unicorns aren't much for farming, but after seeing Twilight pick a whole mess of trees all at once with her magic, we were willing to see what other Unicorns could offer.
And by “we”, I mean Big Mac. I just wanted to round up some family from Appleloosa, ponies who actually know somethin’ about crops. Not a bunch of folks Big Mac found around town. But nopony ever listens to little old Applejack, do they? Half these ponies, I knew for a fact have never even picked up a hoe before. Well, at least harvesting is a mite easier than planting, we got that going for us. I hope.
I felt a hoof rap on my shoulder. “Applejack, What the hell is that thing doing here?” the blue hoof pointed towards a barrel resting against the side of a barn. What the hay is he talking about?
“Pokey, that’s just a barrel. We use it ta hold apples.”
“Not the barrel! What’s leaning on the barrel!”
I squinted, seeing a seafoam green unicorn nearby, scribbling something in the notepad slung around her neck. “Lyra? She’s gonna be sorting, or picking, ah reckon.” Pokey took my head in his hooves and directed my eyes at the figure next to her. Was, that, the human? “What the hay is he doing here?”
Pokey face-hoofed. “Listen, AJ. As much as I want to help you, I don’t feel safe here, with that, animal ready to tear anypony apart!”
I would love to help. But I'm not too confident in my editing abilities.
Willing to help here as well but I'm in the same boat as Honey Mead and this would be my first time editing. If you're looking for someone with a bit more experience it might be best to send it to the proofreaders group.
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I posted elsewhere, and found an editor. If I ever decide to get a team of editors, i'll send you guys a message.
Do you know when it will be ready for release?
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No, unfortunately.
301109 Ugh, that sucks man. Well, good luck with the new editor!