No promises.

As I look upon all of the wonderful stories I have been reading in the past few days, I feel inspiration to try my hoof at it. I want to make a worthwhile story, and feel the drive to, but the urge disappears as soon as I have a particular thought. It's not about college, or the fact that I've been on a laptop for a few weeks now... it's a thought that anypony can get when they try to act upon the impulse...
Do I have a tale to tell?
Without an idea, there is no story.
I do have a tale to tell... however, when I had originally written it, I sped through it. The characters didn't act the way they were supposed to, events happened too quickly, and things happened that made no sense. There was only one chapter for a story that deserved better pacing and a major change in how the plot played out, but the basics were the same. Though the story has probably been done before, it dealt with a certain "hero" that we're all familiar with; a mare by the name of "Mare Do Well."
When I had been furiously typing down the story in a notepad document, my senses were lost in the heat of the moment. How dare they do that to Rainbow Dash. In a flash, the story I had written kicked Rainbow's innate loyalty out the window. Applejack was hostile. Rarity hadn't had much of a part. There was a horribly unsatisfying resolution that I had rushed through to write.
I forget if I had even gone back to edit any of it.
While I would strive not to make the same mistakes in rewriting it completely, the passionate negativity I had on the episode has been lost for almost two years, and I fear that- after the first chapter- I won't continue, and it will end up with my many other scrapped projects. I would be lucky to even finish typing the first chapter

If there's one thing to be sure of here, it's never to trust that I will finish creating an artwork or literary piece. Half of the things that I write or begin drawing never get finished, or impatience gets the better of me and I rush through it, making it a horrible pile of horseapples and ponyfeathers.

I have no promises that anything I do finish will be good.

You have been warned.