I feel that Painting our Life - 6 Colors needs a reboot, or a sequel at least. I haven't been motivated to write lately- what with my latest drawing making it onto Equestria Daily and me trying to improve my art skills? (Don't believe the EqD part? Equestria Daily Drawfriend #780 It's the fourth entry)

Make sure to check out my work. And I'll be taking in any suggestions for any PoL related stuff (sequel ideas, revamp the story completely, similar stuff MAYBE A COMIC)

I'm trying to get back into writing. I've been putting off a lot of things lately- a commission two commissions I'm being paid to do, some drawings, a lot of homework projects, even video game playing!

What have I been doing? Well... I just sit on my lazy ass... and stare at the television screen... and I'm not even watching TV! My mind forbids me to be mentally active... So I'm just staring into space and not taking anything in and I'm satisfied by the fact that I'm not doing anything.

Anyways! I'm taking in some ideas right now. Unsure if I'll write them, but maybe I'll get a hint of inspiration from one of you.

Send in those ideas!

Of course, a moderation fail for swearing (do people under the age of 13 even come on this site?) and because ponies aren't related yet.

Oh well, back to redoing some things I guess. And wat- why am I the one picked out for using the f-word.

Be back later.

Awaiting approval. Not many chapters currently, I'm still writing and busy with life. Dad took my iPod- the device I use to write with. Now I must use the laptop I don't get on very often. Even when I am on it's mostly for homework and my mind wanders.

Let's see how this turns out.

The story is 45% based on events that has happened in my life. I think of it as a way to just vent out everything I don't want to talk about- sort of. Except it's written to be a work of fiction! *squee*

Now... I MIGHT write an extension series to Painting our Life. (Kind of reluctant because really, what else could happen?)

Now a story based on JAKOB. Yes, that would be nice. Unfortunately my story was almost like a fortune cookie. In my classes, there is a kid named Jakob. And he is sort of a jerk. Maybe it's karma biting me back in the flank now. Dunno.

Anyways, hope you all have a great February and yadayada- gotta get back to my math homework.

-Inu

PS: Story has a chance to be declined until I write more. There are only mentions of MLP so far and I'm not sure that'll cut it because it has to be related to MLP FiM before it gets approved.

I got a tablet, and it's consuming 100% of my writing time. Somepony please stop me.

What do you all want for Christmas? I hope I get a tablet. (Which is bad news for you guys because I'd spend more time drawing than writing.)

Anyways, happy holidays everypony!

~Inu

Procrastinating on both my fan-fiction writing and English assignment. Why the buck not? I'm screwed tomorrow anyways. So, to make it up to you all who for some unknown reason like to look at my work. Please support me on DeviantArt as I drawwwwwwwwwwwwwwww *cough* draw better pics. More support=more self confidence=more motivation=a faster fan-fiction release.

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Here's a preview of my latest work:

Love you all and have a safe and happy holiday for all you who read this. I know I'll be spending another Christmas at home with nothing to do. (Lol you caught me, I'll have to write during the holidays.)

Anyways, back to my English assignment.

   I love this kid. Who doesn't love a parasprite who believe the Brony community should revolve around cloppers? I certainly do. *insert sarcasm please*

   This little turd has been getting on my nerves for a while. Recently, he messaged me in the middle of the night on a MMORPG I met him on called "GraalOnline". I wish I hadn't. If I hadn't then I wouldn't have to worry about logging onto the Internet to be bombarded by twenty year old idiots who believe their pieces of writing or work are better than a fourteen year old's (Seriously, get a life Soren. I bet your mother is real proud you can pick on children half your age behind a computer screen.). Ever heard of the phrase "Pick on somebody your own size,"? Obviously SoarinSoren hasn't.

   With the respect I expect from my nine year old sister, SoarinSoren proudly announced he has wrote about me in a song called "Dark Horse Brony". Basically he gave me a short explanation that the song is about the "twisted part of the brony community" and I was the one who "opened his eyes to the ones who hate clop.". YEP. I'm one twisted brony, don't we all agree?

   I received a good laugh out of this and so did my friends when I showed them the screenshot of his message. He said the song is not flattering at all and I will be offended. I probably am offended right now as I type this. Probably not. The funny thing is he's taking this so seriously and is clearly obsessed with me. If he wasn't so obsessed he wouldn't have put my name into the song. He wouldn't give a second thought about me and move on with his life. He even told me his life would be worse without me because he'd have no one online to argue with. (I'll say it again. Get. A. Life.)

   If Soren's singing or song writing is anywhere as good as his stories. I'm sure it will be mildly entertaining for me to listen.

   Until my next blog post, my faithful friends.

-Inu (who loves Rainbow Dash)

PS. I hope this next part makes up for all the chapters I have not sent in the past few months.

Soren once told me he lives in the Bronx. He stated that he fosters twenty-five children whose parents "died in war". To gain my sympathy, he told me that a few of the children died  because he couldn't feed them. He also told me he robbed tourists and mugged people for a living to feed his "children" and that he never has the time to eat because all the food goes to the children. That bastard is probably pigging out on a Big Mac right now while clopping. He said he works and works and works to feed all the mouths in his house in the "ghetto" of NYC and I live the good life because I at least have dinner waiting for me downstairs every night along with a smile from my mother. Well, Soren, I hope you realize that it is unhealthy of you to take time out of your nutritional mealtime everyday to come online, write stories about raping ponies from a kids' show, argue with a fourteen year old boy who has a life of his own, and spend your "stolen" money on video games instead of food for your poor "children". I would also like to know what kind of tourists carry Playstation 3s and X-Box 360s on them if the video game systems you own did belong to the "tourists of the ghetto".

Lying will get you nowhere. Have a good life.

I actually posted things?

yeah. neither do i

Story progression:

Story 1 (current story name: Isle): 10% of what I hope for (one shot, Want at least what, 10k words maybe?) (I write a bit everyday on the twenty minute bus ride seeing how it's the only time I get, I have an essay to write currently and I'm writing this blog post)

Story 2 (current story name: Six Colors in a Pocket): Prologue complete, chapter one 50% (This is in a notebook, I'll start posting chapters once I have 3.)

All story names subject to change. All story statuses subject to change.

-Inu

words of truth- getting started on a new story is tough, especially when you procrastinate

Rainbow Dash is my shepherd, and I am the lamb

Make sure to check out my DeviantArt page! ^.^  20PercentInu (It seems I have more time to draw than write...)

Well, report cards came home and my parents flipped shit about my grades

English-75

Science-89

Integrated Tech-84

Art-80

(Note: In Canada, 70-79= B- to B+ 80-100=A- to A+)

They took my iPod away which had my recent story on it. I will be writing a new one, this time, the old fashioned way- hand. (GASP) It's slow and I'm going at like what, 100 words in thirty minutes when my lightning fingers on the iPod went at like up to a whole one thousand word chapter in thirty minutes?