I'm alive! And have writing news, enough so that I need to do a State of the Author post for the first time in a while. But in the meantime, a quick heads up:
Geez, I haven't swung by FIMFiction in a dragon's age. But I've survived the pandemic (so far), I'm weathering California's increasingly insane and prolonged winter, and tomorrow I'm headed to Babscon! All expectations are for a weekend full of drunken pony Tarot reading, reconnecting with fellow authors, Klingon room parties, and a
I know I haven't been active around here lately -- kinda fell out of the habit of everything during the pandemic, including writing. But I'm still forcing myself out the door for conventions every once in a while!
Clover was approaching Queen Platinum's throne to deliver his usual Sunday morning report when an ear-shattering boom split the air, and the game paused.
... followed by increasingly long-winded explanations of MLP:FiM and how she's an easter-egg background character the fans love and that the paper bags were a costume-within-a-costume and etc.
What did you tell people who asked who you were?
700566 "Derpy Hooves!"
... followed by increasingly long-winded explanations of MLP:FiM and how she's an easter-egg background character the fans love and that the paper bags were a costume-within-a-costume and etc.