Hey guys, If you haven't heard, Letting her mane down has a sequal :)
Letting Her Mane Down 2: Electric-boogaloo
Check it out, I'm going to make it bigger and better than the first : D
Stories. Ponies. That's all. If you like my stuff, please follow! <3
Hey guys, If you haven't heard, Letting her mane down has a sequal :)
Letting Her Mane Down 2: Electric-boogaloo
Check it out, I'm going to make it bigger and better than the first : D
Hey guys,
I've been working hard on planning the new chapters of Rune Cascade.
Get ready to enjoy reading them. Chapter 17 will be ready by the end of the day, (gmt:12pm, est -5).
Chapter 18 might be out tomorrow, in the early morning, if i'm fast; afternoon if i'm not.
Enjoy and comment if you have any ideas that you might want to see happen.
:)
Hello dear readers,
I'm posting this to ask you a question. How long should I carry the story on for?
I've got the next two chapters figured out, but nothing past that. I figure I'd get to around 65 -70k words if I get some good ideas.
I want the ending to be spectacular, a real finish for something I've worked on. If anyone has any ideas, please pm them, or comment and I'll go through them.
Much love :)
Hey all, I'm at a bit on an impasse; I'm not sure if I should re-upload my fic: "All the time in the world."
It was at 40 odd chapters when I took it down due to editing issues and the fact that it was strange at points.
Now I have to ask, should I edit it and re-upload or just not bother and go for something else?
Hi all.
I know it's been a long time, but yay. I had to take some time off, for personal reasons...
I'm now at uni. So that means some actual time to write, not only fanfiction, but an actual book i'm working on.
It's a long time in the making, since around the time I started Baking a little magic, but it's getting there.
I guess the reason for the blog post is to inform any of you who actually read this, that I'm back on here :)
He sat there, staring into the jaws of infinity.
It stared back, burning his soul with its gaze. It asked, 'Art thou not afraid?'
The watcher replied in a slow almost lazy tone, 'Of what, you?'
'I am end,' the darkness echoed back.
'I cannot be afraid of something I cannot change. If you are the end, am I not already dead and naught but a ghost?'