More Blog Posts18

425 weeks
The Mysterious Vanishing

Some things that I have missed in the 27.5 weeks that I did not log in
-391 Unread Chapters in my Favorites
-28 Unread Chapters in my Tracking
- 3 Messages
- 15,367 Feed Notifications
- Many automatically cleared unviewed notifications
-A message from a dear friend from 12 weeks ago which I feel very bad about missing
Read More
0 comments · 185 views
489 weeks
What you should know if you're actually going to read what I wrote two days ago

I wrote a thing....
Read More
0 comments · 278 views
491 weeks
Update on Discord's New Style

I had revoked the submission on Discord's New Style of Hypnotism with the intent to rework it. I know I could write a much better story off of the idea, but that's a lot of to do. As such, when I start writing for it again, the focus point will shift more toward the internal thoughts of the mane six to show more of the hypnotism aspect. The chapters I have already posted will remain, for the
Read More
11 comments · 355 views
495 weeks
Writing Sins

I'm in college, majoring in English (and trumpet performance , but that isn't important right now). There are just certain writing mistakes that drive me absolutely crazy. I understand mistakes, everyone makes them, but I'm losing my mind over here. As such, I've compiled a small list of things that drive me crazy. Feel free to add other irritating mistakes (or yell at me for being a grammar
Read More
0 comments · 305 views
507 weeks
The Tales We Tell

It is said that our works of art reflect our emotions. Art, literature, music. All these things that we create reflect who we are.
No one has ever known a great poet who lived a happy life. Great artists suffered horrible fates, never to even see their art become known. To the human mind, beauty comes from the ashes of pain and sorrow.
Read More
3 comments · 303 views

Aug

2nd

2014

The Tales We Tell · 1:57am Aug 2nd, 2014

It is said that our works of art reflect our emotions. Art, literature, music. All these things that we create reflect who we are.

No one has ever known a great poet who lived a happy life. Great artists suffered horrible fates, never to even see their art become known. To the human mind, beauty comes from the ashes of pain and sorrow.

It is my thought that perhaps we like to hurt. If only a little.

All my story ideas as of late have been quite sad and I just can't bring myself to be that fan fiction writer that has tons of sad stories. Whilst I love writing, writing sad stories makes me sad. I probably feel more emotion writing, than the readers feel when they read it. I don't know though.

Report Sweet Berry · 303 views ·

Comments ( 3 )