You know what? I'm sick of it! · 2:28am
Damn it all, I am sick of holding back. I am sick to absolute fscking death of going over every one of my stories with a fine-toothed comb, worrying them smooth, squatting on them until I can be certain that they are perfect and consequently never writing anything at all. You know "Buckball Season"? You know how Flutters and Pinkie are just sitting there having fun and being excellent until the AppleDash power combo convinces them that the very world hangs in the balance of their Buckball performance, whereupon they totally crash, fail, get depressed and angry and then refuse to play? That's me, right now.
So, just for tonight, I am going to break all the rules. I'm not going to submit to pre-readers. I'm not going to tinker with the phrasing. I'm not going to hold myself to finishing this. I'm just going to release something because it's fun to release things. Kids, don't do any of this when you're writing your own stories. Do as I say, not as I do. Eat your vegetables. Hold yourself to finishing what you start. Be a responsible author.
...unless you're like me, rocking slowly back and forth, chipping away at words with a tiny little chisel at the rate of about one sentence a day, convinced that every new sentence is going to be the one that Ruins Your Reputation Forever As An Author Of Quality. Because man, that's why I haven't been writing jack squat this year. Apologies in advance to all you reviewers out there, because this isn't going to be my next masterpiece. But I'm tired of having no fun whatsoever.
So anyway, Bam. Stay tuned for part one of "Becoming Aunty Celestia." There may not be a part two.
And tonight... tonight, I'm going to let that be okay.