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  • 9 weeks
    an update

    Hi all. I hope everyone is doing well. I've been taking an extended break from FimFiction lately. Had some undesirable interactions with some users. That coupled with some of my creative frustrations just makes logging on... kind of unpleasant? If I do log on, it's usually to try and catch up with the fics I'm reading and then I quickly log off. I'm just feeling drained with the MLP fanfic

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  • 14 weeks
    holidays '23

    Writing updates. Chattin' up about life. Not a dense post, but get it after the jump.

    Art by Nookprint


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  • 15 weeks
    35

    It was my birthday yesterday! I'd meant to post the day of, but honestly, I was so tired and busy I just didn't have much time or energy to sit at my computer. Wanna hear a funny story or two, plus see the new playlist I made for Sassaflash? Get it after the jump!

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  • 17 weeks
    ponies fix everything

    New chapter for What They Hope to Find is out! I talk about what's next after the jump, but before that, a quick anecdote:

    Last night, my family was having trouble finding something to watch together. My nine-year-old son didn't have any ideas, but he pretty much shot down every suggestion we had. Eventually, out of frustration and half-serious, I say, "Let's just watch ponies."

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  • 17 weeks
    Jinglemas! And Rarijack!

    I'm participating in this year's Jinglemas! It's a cute fic exchange that happens every year. I requested a rare pair ship, three guesses which. :twilightsheepish: Today is the last day to join, so if you want in on it, be sure to read over the rules and PM Shakespearicles!

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Nov
26th
2019

Mega Massive Ponyville Ciderfest Wrap-Up (Finally) - Cosplay Pics, Swag Share, and THE MADNESS · 9:53pm Nov 26th, 2019

Finally... I've wrenched what strength I have from this illness wracked body and uploaded my con pics. I was actually VERY disappointed with my photography this year. I should have spent more time fiddling with the settings and finding better lighting. Almost everything is a little blurry, and I had to brighten alot of pics... BUT! I think they're still neat to see. I also show off some of the swag I got.

Get it after the jump!



Loooots of cosplay thumbnails. You can click on any of these to see the bigger pic over at imgbb.

The guests of honor also did this awesome activity with the kids! I was sweating bullets the entire time, stuck between giddy joy and clenched anxiety. Kiddo cozied up to Cozy Glow (Sunni Westbrook). He kept telling her about how much he loved King Sombra and Queen Chrysalis. At the end, we were allowed to take a group picture:

In case you need help--from left to right: Jim Miller, Toni Grant, Katrina Salisbury, Desirae Salmark, and Sunni Westbrook. Kelly Sheridan wasn't feeling well that night, sadly. Claire Corlett was making a special appearance at another event. Kiddo is on the far right, near Sunni. I figured this was fine to share since he's covering his face. (Sunni does eventually encourage him to put the plate down though, heh) Sorry, I know this one is blurry. I do have one that isn't, but then kiddo's face is shown.


Apparently, Sweetie didn't know what to make of the Milwaukee skyline.

Here's some random pictures of a neat go-kart covered in pony stickers someone brought for display.

Here's some of our swag:
These are just some of the pyrography pieces we bought. If you don't know, pyrography is the art of burning images into materials. These are wood. Don't ask me what kind.

Hippogriffia on Mount Aris, and of course, the Changeling Hive. These are hanging in our hallway.


So this year I mustered up my courage and asked Andy Price for an autograph. I had a chance to get one at BABScon back in 2016 when I bought a print from him, but I chickened out. Not this time! And I got it for this awesome comic to boot. I'm chuffed!


This... was my big buy. It cost me $100. But... it was just too beautiful! This is from the fourth printing, back in May of this year. Hardcover. Gorgeous art. I never did finish the original FoE, and I figured if there was ever a way to do it, it'd be with this!


These knit scarves were popular at the con. Kiddo wanted Chryssy. I wanted Woona.


Okay, this girl was very sweet, and I wanted to make sure I shared her work. She did a free sketch of Eerie Lantern for me, and it was adorbs! Buuuut, I thought she deserved a tip too, so I gave her a couple of bucks. Hopefully you guys can read the sign in the second picture! It has her social media info.

I think that covers it for the notable swag. We bought some other stuff, but these were the cream of the crop, IMO.

The Friday night concert was fun. Here's some pics. I took video too, but the audio is garbage.


Francis Vace put on a great show! I was super glad I got to see him. I mean, he flew all the way from Australia. I love his music. He played all my faves!

Black Gryph0n did all right. He'd literally just had dinner and sprinted all the way back to the con, so he was out of breath a lot. I was really surprised when Claire Corlett made a surprise appearance! Apparently they're friends. (Sorry, the pics are blurry, I know)

Eurobeat Brony was performing Saturday night, but not till like 1am, and this lil filly was crashing by then.

The Hooves Line Is It Anyway panel was a blast! The beginning was fun when Corlett was there. The best part, IMO, was around the 47 minute mark.

And now for the part that everyone will surely skip!

The anecdote!

I mean there were plenty of funny little moments throughout, but probably the most interesting was just our struggle to get to the con in the first place.

I had to work the night before, and boy, was that a crappy night. I was feeling depressed and moody coming home around ten o' clock. I'm in the middle of telling my husband about it when I realize with sinking cold that my glasses are missing. Now, I should preface this by saying that I can totally see without my glasses, but having them makes a huge difference as I'm near and far-sighted. Nevermind that losing a prescription pair has always been a massive trigger for me as far back as I can remember. Being in that situation turns me into the little girl afraid of getting reamed by her unforgiving mother. Missing glasses = freak out.

And boy did I freak out!

We tore the house apart for two hours straight just trying to find them. I called stores I visited recently. My work. Nada. Finally, it's past midnight and my husband is trying to get me to come to bed. Problem was, the wheel in my brain was spinning fast and it wouldn't stop. I kept trying to lie down, only to get up again and try searching once more. I was crying and pacing.

I shit you not, guys... I was at it till 3am.

Now... I hadn't been sleeping great in the days leading up to this, so I was already pretty tired. After wringing myself out for five hours like this, I was practically drunk with anxiety, and self-loathing, and just straight-up exhaustion. And when I say I felt drunk, I really mean it. I was in a bad way.

Then hubby was his usual amazing self and coaxed me back to bed. There he held me, really tight in his arms. Eventually, my breathing evened. My thoughts slowed down. My eyes got heavy. I fell asleep!

We had planned to leave before sunrise and drive four hours down to Milwaukee so that we could catch the first guest of honor panel. Hubby, who had slept a good deal more than I did, got up first.

When he woke me, the first words out of his mouth were, "I found them."

I stared up at his silhoutte, dumbfounded. Surely I'd heard wrong!

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Your glasses. I found them. They were at my mom's."

All the sleep leaves me and I sit up. "What the hell were they doing there?!"

He shrugs and laughs. "I don't know! They're your glasses! How do you think they got there?"

I think back... then groan. I'd gone over to his mother's house earlier that day because I needed baking pans for a Halloween potluck. At some point I set my glasses on the counter and clean forgot about them-- mostly because I was in a completely separate freak out on how I was going to get a cake I had baked to my job without it getting ruined.

...Guys, I have zero chill. This is why I see a counselor.

So, happy ending! Right? Heh...

Halfway to Milwaukee, I tell hubby I need to get something out of one of the bags in the trunk. We make a quick stop. I get out of the car and he pushes the trunk button so I can open it.

Only it doesn't open.

I stare at the trunk, my fingers still on the lip, and wonder if I just didn't time it right. "Hit it again!" I yell.

Creak, creak. Noooope.

Hubby gets out and frowns. "Hmm... I was having trouble opening the trunk a few days ago, but it's opened for me since then."

I glare at him, little fires in my eyes. "Wait-- you knew it was getting faulty?" Zero. Chill.

Luckily for our marriage, my husband has gotten skilled at dealing with feisty me.

He looks at me, a jagged smile on his face and one eye squinted. "Hey, it opened for me this morning, or else I wouldn't have been able to load our bags!"

I bury my face in my hands, extinguishing the flames. I'm too tired for this shit. "Oh my God..."

"Maybe if I try the key--?"

Shhk! Shhk! Thunk! No cigar.

"Oh my GOD!" I wail. I think I even stomped my foot. I can feel another freak out on the horizon. "Can we call roadside assistance or something?" I ask with a whine.

Hubby waves the thought away. "No. If I have to, I'll get our stuff out through the backseat."

I look at the car skeptically. "You can do that?"

"Maybe?"

"Ugh, what if the luggage won't fit through the opening?" I rub my eyes, trying to keep a headache at bay. "We'll have to buy emergency clothes like our last trip. Fuck. Fuck!"

He hugs me with one arm and rubs my shoulder. "Whatever. Baby, don't worry about it. We're going to have fun at this con even if it kills us."

I snort as I lean into him. "It just might!"

A pause.

"This is the trip from Hell!" hubby sing-songs as he rocks us side to side. He's grinning like a madman.

I burst out laughing.

...And yeah, the trunk did open later, and no, we did not put our stuff back in it! But that was the hellish start of our three-day pony con adventure.

That's all I got.

Though on an unrelated note...

I love Kotobukiya Dash to crumbly bits.

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