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Hello, faithful watchers. ROB here, you know, "The MLD Guy", the one who doesn't ever seem to keep any signs of steady progression when writing? I've been doing some serious thinking the last couple months, about my stories, both published and not published. I used to believe that I needed to stick to a regimen, keep focused on only a couple fics to update while other stuff just sits around and gets worked on on the side lines.
Well, a couple nights ago, while I was listening to some of my Frankie Laine 78's and drinking some bourbon, I got really thinking about it. What, exactly, am I doing? You all know, as much as I do, that I start something and then I just stop. Disappear for however long, maybe throw a blog post around about nothing important, or give you unfulfilled promises of "the next chapter is coming soon!"
What a load of horse shit I am.
Many of my friends in various skype group chats have seen some of my unpublished works, or me spawning new ideas for more fics. It's a constant cycle of "Start this one, stop, go to another one, stop, back to the last one, stop, new one, stop, etc etc..." I just, for the life of me, cannot just stick to focusing on a single fic for more than two days.
I have been trying to figure out what is wrong with me. Is it from my depression? Do I resent that MLD is probably gonna be my one hit wonder that'll haunt me forever? Or am I just coming up with excuses, and all excuses are, are excuses.
So what, then, does that leave me with? Do I just throw in the towel, give up, slink away and just let everyone remember me for something that doesn't really matter in real life? Don't get me wrong, I know MLD has been great for some people, but when I stack it up with what is really going on in my life, it doesn't mean the shit on my shoes. And I just mowed our dog yard, so there's a lot of it. Or do I keep pushing on?
There are so many things going on in my life anymore, things that have been going on since before My Little Dashie, that have been getting worse and worse with time. Soon, I don't know how soon, but soon one thing is going to happen in my life. This one thing is going to start an avalanche, and I'm going to be at the bottom of that mountain with a bottle of bourbon in one hand, and a garden trowel to dig myself out with in the other.
So, I've made a decision. No no, before you think the worst thing that I'm going to give up and leave, that's not happening... yet.
But what I have decided is it's been enough. Enough with piddle fucking around, leaving fics unfinished. So many potential fics rotting in folders, never getting the air they so desperately need. No more fussing over "Gee, should I re-do this" or "gosh, I'm not sure if that's right. Maybe I'll sit on it and think about it."
I'm gathering up all my fics, some I'll have a few friends breeze through for grammar checks and what not. But once they're clear, I'm gonna start posting these sons of a bitches. I'm sick of leaving all this potential of inspiration and creativity to lie around and rot on my computer. I lost countless fics when my first laptop died over a year ago, so I only got a handful of ones that I managed to save on an external drive, plus more that I've begun since I got this newer laptop six months ago.
Once more, I'm gonna start digging into these fics I currently have up, screw "editing them for continuity", and gonna get goin' on the next chapters cause enough has been enough. I'm done screwing around, lying, putting on a fake smile as I tell everyone that it's going alright. It's not fuckin' goin' alright. I feel like shit. Life is all gonna come crashing down on my head sooner or later, so I don't wanna go down without a fight.
I'm not gonna promise you a when, but I will promise that come hell or high water you're gonna soon have a fic-splosion from my account. Mostly all single chapter fics still works in progress, but fuck it, I'm sick of these things just sittin' around. I'm hoping, maybe, with all my cards on the table, it'll provoke me to actually work on stuff. And even if I can't find people to help with edits, or grammar checks, fuck it! I've seen fics that look like the authors poured alphabet soup on their keyboards and called it stories and they STILL PASSED. I'm sure my crap can't be worse than that.
The shit winds are a howling, so before we're all covered in the shitagedon that this fandom is slowly becoming, I wanna know that I did my best to write horse words, and show that maybe, just maybe... I'm not a lost cause.
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No, none of mine sadly.
One of my good friends, Patchwork Poltergeist has finally wrapped a pretty bow on one of my favorite fics I've been watching for some time now. The Last Human, which if you hadn't guessed it is a crossover of "The Last Unicorn". She just finished it, so if you haven't seen it before then go read it!
8w, 3dShameless promotion of a friend's fic because oh man is it totally awesome you should totally go over there and read it cause of the pure totally awesomenessity explodinationg from it's core of infinity and beyond.4 comments · 426 views
What the title said.
edit: fixed the url so you lazy bastards don't strain a pinkie muscle using the copy/paste method AND I used the wrong word in the title so no longer am I shamed but I am shameless. I also might be drunk but I don't care so you all just go about your whatever and do... whatever. I'm gonna just sit here with my beer and records.
TAKE ME AWAY, KING OF SWING!
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So, I guess I hadn't thought about making a blog post that I was doing a fic for that.
Welp, it's there, Bloomberg. I've read a few others, and I think I'm the only person doing a non-living creature. So that's kinda neat.
Good luck to anyone else competing!
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It is I, Fim... it is I... do your worst.
To everyone that is confused, it is all according to plan.