Familiarity chapter 11 keeps causing problems. I sat down the day before yesterday with the goal of pushing it a bit further to completion, and when I looked everything over I realized I'd made a terrible mistake in the planning.
So, Familiary has been on hiatus for way longer than I hoped it would. Unfortunately, this is not very surprising considering my non-existent work ethic, incredibly fickle muse, short attention span and tendency towards procrastination. Don't get me wrong, when I do write I tend to write quite a lot. I just wish I was capable of being in that mindset for more than just, like, two months a year.
Well, I finished publishing act 1 of Familiarity, but I'm now out of chapters so continuing the previous update schedule is currently impossible. As such I've put the story on hiatus for now. I still don't know how much of act 2 I will bother to write before I continue. Ideally I would like to complete a decent number of chapters and continue like I have so far, but if the writing progress takes
Scootaloo's life changes forever when she meets Fang, a strange magician who is not what she seems. As the two grow closer, secrets are revealed. What does it mean to be a familiar?
Scootaloo's life changes forever when she meets Fang, a strange magician who is not what she seems. As the two grow closer, secrets are revealed. What does it mean to be a familiar?
It would seem to me that the song is talking about not an angel, but some kind of demon, maybe even the devil himself. He certainly doesn't act entirely heavenly, so maybe the pentagram inside a pentagon means there is some enemy in the story that hides his evil from others in some way?
I don't know really. I feel like I'm grasping at straws for this one.
It would seem to me that the song is talking about not an angel, but some kind of demon, maybe even the devil himself. He certainly doesn't act entirely heavenly, so maybe the pentagram inside a pentagon means there is some enemy in the story that hides his evil from others in some way?
I don't know really. I feel like I'm grasping at straws for this one.
Goodness, no.