Next interview soon! Also, I just lost my ponyfic-writing virginity. · 9:19am May 12th, 2014
My latest interviewee and I went all over the place. We talked about so-and-so, then wandered over here, backtracked a few paces, then did somersaults. I'm going to cut it up and rearrange bits of it so it isn't as scatterbrained, but that'll take a little time. I'll hopefully have it up by Thursday!
I mentioned my idea for a fanfic to him, and he suggested that I find a 30 minute prompt online to force me to write. Instead of that, I talked to my friend and suggested we prompt each other, with a ten minute time limit. I told him to write about Rarity in a televised wrestling match. This was his prompt for me:
"Twilight has discovered the most recent shipment into Ponyville of whipped cream has spoiled and a new one won't be available for a week...and there is an upcoming cream pie party..."
And this is what I came up with in ten minutes.
-
The thaumaturgical matrix cannot counteract the hydraulic imbalance of the particle beam becau- WHIPPED CREAM!
Wait. That's not how my thoughts usually go.
They usually -
The rest of my thoughts are abruptly dashed along with my bearings, and I shake my head to bring the world back into focus. It's, um... it's... pink?
"Twilight! We have a problem!" the pink world screams in my ears.
Disentangling myself from Pinkie's hooves is easier said than done, but fortunately I have a lot of practice with it. Most Ponyvillians do. "Pinkie, you can't just barge in whe-" I stop short. Why does my voice sound so muffled? "Did you... did you stuff cotton in my ears?"
"For cotton emergencies! It's the fifty-fourth most likely to occur! But that's not important right now! We-"
"Reasons, Pinkie. We've been over this."
"Because I screamed in your ears, silly filly! Did you want me to scream in your ears WITHOUT plugging them first? That wouldn't be very friendly!"
-
It is oddly appropriate that I lost my ponyfic virginity writing about whipped cream, even though I ran out of time before I did more than mention it. Did the beginning make sense? My idea was that Twi was in study mode, like in "Spike at your Service," so her basic senses were turned off. Pinkie shouted "WHIPPED CREAM," which broke through her concentration, and then Pinkie tackled her.
omg this was FUN.
Hey, awesome to see you giving writing a shot!
That looks pretty good for ten minutes' work — ten minutes is a heck of a tight deadline. If you're literally writing the story as fast as you can type, most folks wouldn't be able to crack five hundred words in that time. I consider an hour to be a decent margin for quick, lightly-edited flashfic, and half an hour is basically "write the first thing that comes into your brain, try to get a full scene out of it, and if you're feeling ambitious steer it into having some sort of ending".