I know it's been several months since I've posted for my larger fics, and I do apologize, but lately I just can't find the will to focus on them for very long. I bring up the file, I write a few sentences, perhaps even a half a page, and then my attention span reaches its end and I just leave the file open for the rest of the time I'm using the computer without actually messing with it except to correct a few spelling errors. I suppose I coudl just post what I've got for them all right now and just have them be short chapters, but I don't like posting a chapter that's less than 2000 words. It makes me feel like a lazier bum than I really am.

On a side note, I did start another Pinkie Pie the Poketrainer fic, but I'm stuck on a title. I decided to have her go to the beach to look for water types, and she's found one and is at the point of battling it for capture, but as I said, I still need a title. Right now it's 'Pinkie Pie the Poketrainer Accidentally Starts a War' due to whom she mistakes for a Pokemon this time around, and before it was her going 'SURFing!', but neither of these feel like they fit quite right. If no one's got a suggestion, that's fine, but if anyone does have any input it would help.

Tonight's topic, the ever-cliche 'Black and White and -Whatever-' jokes!

What's black and white and red around the neck?

A decapitated Zebra.

What starts out black, turns white, then dances?

Michael Jackson.

What's black and white covered in sprinkles?

Vanilla and Chocolate ice cream!

What's black and white and Red all over?

Old-fashioned Russian movies.

What's black and white and dead all over?

the first Zombie movie.

What's black and white and has nothing to do with cheese?

Nightmare on the Moon.

What's black and white and blue and green and ultraviolet and pink and purple and yellow and only makes sense when you look at it while standing on the ceiling and holding a rubber chicken in one foot?

Discord's idea of art.

What's black and white a yodels in rhyme?

Zecora at the top of the Himalayas.

Aaaaand, I'm out of ideas. Good night, everybody!

Lately as I've been writing The Necro Walk, as well as Legend Brought to Life, I've been finding that more and more often, as I go back and read through it either to ensure that I don't contradict myself or to check for errors that m writing has been coming off as rather...bland.

When I started writing fics for this site, it was a barrel of fun. I wrote, not so much for the amusement of others, but rather so that I myself could see where the fic was going. I don't know how it is for other people, but when I write, I don't normally plan ahead very far. My process of creativity is as follows:

1. Decide that I want to write/draw/sing something.

2. Place the tool needed for this creativity subject in one hand.

3. Come up with a basic subject with which to base the object of creativity around.

4. Do a minor amount of research on the subject.

5. (if fic or drawing) Create a main character. Is is male or female or is there one of each etc

6. Open mind, and leap in with both feet, a shout of delight and a excited smile. "Look out world, I'm gonna create you!"

From there it's like unleashing a pack of dogs wearing cameras in pursuit of a speedy rabbit. You chase the idea until at last it's exhausted and it's caught or escapes to run another day (Translation: Write story until it's over, for better or worse).

When I go back to some of my earlier stuff and read it, I generally still enjoy it, but I've discovered that on the few things I've written sequels to my quality and type of writing changes. If the sequel is taking place in an already-established universe, there is less detail in it than if it is the 'first time fic', and almost always the subject at hand is much more serious than its predecessor is. It is as if the first fic was a child in its relative innocence and curiosity and wonder at the new world, and the sequel is the cynical adult who sees the world for what it really is, and not what he hopes for it to be. There is less detail on the world the characters are walking around in because the universe has already been described in the previous fic- colors, character appearances, names of cities, cultural habits, etc seemed grayed out like it's been Discorded, or perhaps ignored altogether.

Perhaps I do it this way because I'm, in an arrogant or naive sort of way, expecting everyone to already have an idea in their head of what Ponyville or Canterlot Castle (I think I've called a it a palace before)  do to them either reading what I've written previously, which gives me a right to be lazy, or they've already seen the TV show and know what the towns normally look like and possess at least a decent imagination.

I suppose I'll try to improve on this now that I realize I'm doing it, but if anyone has any suggestions in general about improvement I'd appreciate it.

You better watch out, you better not lie

Because if you do, then you just might die!

Vigilante Santa Clause is coming...to town!

He's wrote up his list, and he's checked it twice

He's hunting down those that're naughty, not nice-

Vigilante Santa Clause is coming...to town!

He sees you when you're stealing, he knows if you have killed,

He knows if you are bad, not good, so if bad, write up your will!

Oh, you better watch out, cuz if you have done wrong,

then he'll be showing up at the end of this song!

Vigilante Santa Clause is coming, to town!

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I've been coming up with those lines (and others I've chosen NOT to use because they were far darker) over the course of the last month or so because I've had to listen to the original about 90 times (if not more) over the intercom at work. When I get tired of hearing a song I start making fun of it.

If you'd care for another out of my twisted little mind, say which one you want me to try parodying, and I'll give it a go!

You might be among Rednecks if, when you yell "Duck!" to tell them to get down, they instead whip out guns and aim them at the sky.

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If a Native American from the older days performed a Rain Dance in the winter, would it snow? (More likely would his best friend smack him upside the head for being an idiot.)

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If a deaf man/woman witnesses a tree falling the forest, does the tree make a sound?

I like the new format, but now, for the fics I've not read in forever for one reason or another and have forgotten where I've left off  are marked as 'unread'! *insert Darth Vader noooo*

In the 'Kane' series (written by the same author that produced the Percy Jackson and the Olympians books and taking place in the same universe) the grandparents of Saddie Kane have the last name 'Faust'.

Pegasi live in Cloudsdale.

Cloudsdale is MADE FROM CLOUDS.

Nothing NOT made from clouds that is not a Pegasi or an enchanted surface can sit/stand/sleep on the clouds.

So when the Pegasi have to use the bathroom...where does it go?

I would assume that once it has left the Pegasi body that it would simply fall down through the clouds and eventually splatter on the ground below, or (heaven forbid), it would be absorbed by the clouds, lending credence to the term 'shitstorm'. Either way, it's a crappy situation. And what happens when a Pegasus gets a case of Diarrhea when flying along? Do they land (every two minutes) and relieve themselves on the ground, or do they just make like the birds, and pity any poor soul that might happen to be below?

I could just see Derpy flying along, out to deliver a package to Hyrule Canterlot when suddenly Blueblood steps outside to discover a foul odor and a pile of soggy crap in his favorite chariot. (Derpy: "Oops! My bad!"

Please forgive me, it's 2:06 right now and my Maturity clocked out over an hour ago.

And this was the result.

Why did the Zombie cross the road?

because no one that lived on the street he'd been on previously had any brains!