May
31st
2017
I think I've almost got it · 2:03am May 31st, 2017
I'm not going to hit publish until I'm sure I've got everything stitched together properly - as much as it sucks taking forever to update, I'd rather only have to do it once and not go back and retcon anything.
But I think I've cleared the hurdle I've been stuck on for a while, and with any luck I'll be able to put down in words what has been floating about in my head for...years now in a way that I'm satisfied with sharing with all of you.
What do ponies do for good luck, since they have no fingers to cross? Feathers? Feathers crossed, I guess.
Ok, sweet. Is it just one chapter or the whole rest of the story?
I guess earth ponies would knock on wood?
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I'm like 89% certain it'll take at least three before I'm satisfied that I did it right. I'm not sure if that'll wrap up nice enough to really count as a conclusion, so the safe bet is four chapters, give or take an epilogue.
Though the best metaphor I have for the sensation is generally unfit for polite company in it's visceral biology, you can read it if you want:
You ever had a case of the shits where you can feel the pressure building up inside and it's absolutely awful and you're just sitting on the toilet crying, waiting for something to move, and then finally the one piece moves and it's so painful but you can feel everything start moving again and you know it's not over but you know it's the beginning of the end?
That's what it feels like - the beginning of the end. If I wanted to be poetic, I suppose I could say it's like when a dam breaks and there's that moment of chaos, but you know eventually the water is going to peter down and be a nice, lazy river again - but gut-exploding sensations are more relatable, I think. Everybody poops.
It's late and I'm probably more tired than I feel. I'll take my foot out of my mouth and go to bed. Enjoy the visuals.