The fic

Alright, I am still working on it, the magic of procrastination not helping any. As I work, I realize more and more this will be flawed. It has potential, but it is still flawed. Once I release it, it will only be an experiment so to speak. If you would like to read it, drop a comment below. It will be a romance, but not the kind that you may know where two ponies fall in love. No, this is a story of young love and self discovery. Well, whatever.

Toodles!

Edit:

Otherwise I will send it to my usual editor n' stuff. It isn't really about the editing, rather whether or not the story needs a major remake consisting of detail and such.

My blog posts will be somewhat sporadic, sometimes coming in in combos (1 per day, 2 per day) or sometimes I won't say anything for a week.

I feel as if though I have fallen into a writing rut. Not that kind, those with sexy imagination, rather the gutter kind. Yes, I have been releasing stories like crazy, but none of them feel... anything. I look at them and they are hollow to me. I do not see a world beyond them, only names, faces, colors. I am trying to learn, but I have no goals, no syllabus. My stories are adequate at best, and yet something more. In my mind, I can see the story play out, as an artist would a painting, but I lack to words, the strength to put them to paper.

My stories try to be original, and do occasionally make it that way, but in the end, I fall as others do to the same traps. I write a sad story that isn't sad, with flat characters. I write what was supposed to be a serious adventure with the struggle of the mind, and that lasted until the last part (however the poison joke thing I think was genius. I mean, come on!) was serious, but devolved into a mess. I don't regret it, but it wasn't the original intention.

My latest story shows more promise, but feels empty with word count. I have things I should be saying but don't. The silence I hear around me mocks my failures as a writer. I don't need praise, far from it. I need criticism. I need people to tell me I suck so I can get better. If I learn something or do well without being told I suck then I should get praise. Should I get a story right then like it. If I get a story wrong tell me to scrap it like the piece of filth it is. I need to be told I use a word to many times. As I said in the past, I was happy with my dislike because it means I can get better, and some day, I can change that persons mind that my story is good! If it was out of malice or the disliking the genre, then I shall not strive to make then happy but right now you the audience is what matters when I am a writer. My feelings don't matter. The words don't matter, you do.

What I express is a form of art so that you can go about your day and say, I dream of this. I don't care about pushing a point, or trying to make a statement, or expressing my mind. All of that is irrelevant when compared to your happiness s a reader.

I have gone and soiled this page again with text. Sorry 'bout that!