Hey.
I've been around. Not gone, but quiet. I've been writing stories here and there, most never leaving my google drive, but a few have been on my blog.
I'm the tastiest Poptard you'll ever meet. Back from the dead.
Hey.
I've been around. Not gone, but quiet. I've been writing stories here and there, most never leaving my google drive, but a few have been on my blog.
Well, it's almost 2 weeks after I published my first ever piece of fanfiction. I honestly had no idea what would happen once I put it out. I just hoped it wouldn't be completely ignored or not downvoted to Tartarus because, hey, it's a story pretty pink princess puking in the end.
I finally did it. For reals. No joke. I wrote something. Maybe I'll write more.
Here goes nothing (except for my hopes and dreams and dignity).
EDIT: Well, looks like everything turned out alright then.
While stumbling around the internet today, I found this quite interesting website, fit for writers like those who are probably following. It's called "I Write Like," a free internet tool that allows users to copypaste text in and then use advanced and suspicious algorithms to determine what writing style it closely resembles. For example, Maud Pie's exemplary poetry:
At certain times of your life, you're going to have to make tough choices. To order the burger or the ceasar salad. To stay home or go out with friends. To take leave behind Kaidan or to leave behind Ashley. Now, I'm here to tell you the time I had the choice of making sure I didn't flunk out of college or instead reading pony fanfiction and chose the better option.
A while ago, I looked over my profile page to remind myself what TV Tropes pages I launched, for nostalgia's sake. After all, troping seems like the only thing I do. So, I also felt compelled to check my blog posts, and saw it was dated June 6th?
For over 180 days.
This must be rectified.