Or something less wangsty, because things are good. They're just busy and full of many fewer words than I'd like. I'm only even doing a blogamajig to remind folks that I still exist and am not dead.
In good news, though, as of today I'm actively working on something at a pace greater than two or even three snails. It's certainly different, but whether it's good or bad it's something, and producing a story is better than not producing a story.
I'm far enough along (and not polishing to hell and back for infinite delay points) that I COULD guarantee you something by the end of the week, but I'm not sure I want to. I think this thing would work better if posted all at once. We'll see where I am at the end of the week and where I think I'll be at the end of the month and go from there.
Would you like a stupidly vague idea of what it's about? Too bad, you get one anyway.
Six ponies (who are not the mane six) are sharing a cabin, and something bad happened a few years ago.
I'm actually feeling motivated and "into it" and such, so yay. With any luck, after this wears off and everyone (rightfully) downvotes the result, I'll still have enough chutzpah left to strap on my spelunking gear and go back into the pile of things I started/am ostensibly writing and pull a shambling corpse up to the surface.