Stories I absolutely HATE (in no specific order, rating my own stories with a Hate Scale) · 8:02pm Aug 15th, 2020
To be polite about it, I wish I never wrote this story. It's a smouldering pile of twenty pounds of cack in a five pound sack that's been covered in pitch then lit on fire again. The whole idea of it, wherever it came from, should have stayed in whatever hellion dimension it resided in. The ones who read this and the only one who commented on it are right to hate it, too.
As a second-person story, it's already fallen on its face flat and turned itself into a pug. Typical AppleDash, bad characterisation, terrible plot and beyond unbelievable and stupid reasoning throughout. If time could be turned back and this one didn't get thought up of in my mind at the time, it'd certainly stay there and not published for all to see. 10 / 10 for hate, I hate this. I loathe it, even.
I don't inherently hate this one like the previous story, but I still don't think it should have existed in the first place. A Human in Equestria story, how original. Moreover, the only thing that made this one intriguing to me as the one writing it is the unique prospect of a dad trying to get back to his daughter whom is terminally ill with cancer. She doesn't have long left and here he is, not there for her, because he somehow got transported to Equestria.
I know, this story is so controversial and touchy given the subject matter. We don't talk about cancer at all in stories, unless the story is actually going somewhere with it and it plays a prominent roll, as it did in One Last Request. But this...just go away. I don't class it at all of being worthy of anybody's time, but if somebody does choose to read it, it will be difficult to get through and you likely will shed a tear or a few. It was written primarily from the concept of a dream I had surrounding a similar topic that really killed some part inside of my heart, so that's only why it was written. A catharsis piece, if you want to call it that. That's pretty much all there is to it. I give it 5 / 5 for hate.
For those unaware, this story is based in the same universe and timeline as Childhood Sweethearts, when everyone is a bit older. Not sure why this one was written, but it's a typical romance story featuring a misleading event against two ponies who have crushes on each other. This story also features the first time I ever wrote for Tender Taps. As a summary, one of their more energetic and childish friends, Halo Heart, has a crush on Tender Taps but knows that Apple Bloom is dating him, yet still chooses to kiss him while AB sees it happen. She's upset and Tender tries to tell her it's all just a huge misunderstanding and it's not what it seems and tries to convince her that he loves her and not Halo Heart. That's the entire story rounded up. That's literally it.
Why do I hate it? The idea. Unoriginality. It sounds overdone because it IS overdone. Stories like this pop up all the time, there's nothing special about it. That's what hurts my head. If it's got an original idea and it seems like it's not as explored as anything else, I'll put it out there. But this? No. This should have stayed where it was along with the other two: stuck in purgatory.
Scootaloo's Mother - An Unexpected Relation
Long story short: Scootaloo finds out who her mother is! Can you guess who? You probably can because this type of story has been written at least a few times! It was once a popular theory that Fluttershy is actually Scootaloo's mother. I tried my own hand at this at a time when I was fed up with the way I was normally doing things and wanted to do something more serious and more worthy of raising a few eyebrows.
How did I do this? I heavily implied that Fluttershy was at some point raped at an early age when she was unprepared for the challenges that motherhood would bring and she ended up giving Scootaloo up for adoption. The only pony who knows that this happened to Fluttershy is her best friend, Rainbow Dash, so it's natural that she's there when Fluttershy finally decides that Scootaloo is old enough to have some closure on who her mother is. I understand how some people would react to this, which is partially why I wrote it in this way, and they did indeed slam me somewhat for it. One of them did, anyway, and things got more than heated.
Still, this isn't a fictitious event. It does happen in real life. It's sad, it's true and there's no point in hiding it. Some people, men or women, are absolute monsters. People have had their lives destroyed and they've suffered with mental illness, struggling to be happy after going through such a traumatic event. Why sugar coat it? ''Shit happens'', as we say in England. So, that's why this story exists. 5.5 / 10 for hate from me.
Ah, this one...this one has many factors that irk me. Factor one: it is a war story set in an alternate universe. Factor two: it features Babs Seed as the main protagonist. As a side note: it's the very first time I've written her. Given that this is an AU story, she obviously isn't as she is in the canon show. This is my war-torn, mind-altered version of Babs, with some personality differences.
In this one, Babs is brought to the hospital in Ponyville (for whatever reason that was the most appropriate) after getting injured on the battlefield, in which she lost her eye. A LOT of things are so wrong with this story. The characterisation was bad enough and it makes me cringe to this day, but I made the biggest mistake when I chose to refer to AJ from Babs' point of view as her 'aunt'. Bet you scoffed just now? Don't blame you. That's virtually impossible. That would necessitate one of Applejack's siblings as being a parent, which they obviously aren't. They are cousins. If I weren't so stupid, I'd realise that. As you can tell, I have no brain. If I did, it's on Airplane Mode.
Now, Babs does sound like the type of personality that'd fit a soldier, but this whole premise that spun itself into being just didn't work for me. It sucks, to be frank. If I weren't as bad a writer as I am and if I had the common sense to understand how family relations work, then maybe this would be an alright story. So, for that, it gets 8.8 / 10 points of hate from me.
The Day I Became A Millionaire
Oh-ho, do I have some strongly-worded opinions on this train wreck....
My first attempt at a novel-length story. Oh, lordy, does it suck!
A love story, in all it's unassuming glory, that surrounds a lonely, poverty-struck man winning the lottery by sheer chance and buying a Ford Mustang GT and crashing it into a tree during a drive, whereupon he's finding himself in Equestria. As a bit of a twist, and although I never mentioned this part or wrote about it, the idea was that the events in the story were actually a dream. Realistically, from a logical point of view, that crash would kill anybody. How many people die annually from hitting a tree with their car at high speed? Quite a lot. This guy, Matt, was meant to die when he crashed and somehow dreamed of the entire storyline. Sound bad yet?
Well, he is saved by Apple Bloom, who is a young mare that now helps work around the farm with her big brother and sister. She saves him after finding him severely injured, nurses him back to health and, of course, ends up falling for Matt. It's a stupid love story that's like any other, but about one-thousand times emphasised bull. I mean, the way they interact, the general characterisation, the choice of plot and storyline, the wrong facts about the Ford Mustang that constantly self-contradict, the timeline of events...it's all just a catastrophic mess!
I can fairly say I failed miserably with this story, which is why I hate it so much. It's a massive reminder to me of where I used to be and what not to do ever again. If I had better skills and knowledge with grammar, how different it would definitely be. It could have been so much more than it was, so that begs the question of why in the world I wrote a sequel for it based upon the events of Apple Bloom's near-death experience and Matt returning the favour to her for saving his life. Everything about this story makes me want to vomit up my lungs.
It wasn't going to turn out nearly as bad as it did, but I went against better judgement. This gets an easy 10 / 10 hate from me.
A Note From Me
While I do in-fact despise these stories and all they stand for, I never deleted them for the sole reason that it's all a part of my journey in getting better. I can see where I was at a specific time in my writing and how much my grammar, spelling, punctuation, characterisation and general structure has improved. If they didn't matter to me, they would head straight for the bin in a heartbeat and then I'd light said bin on fire.
I doubt anybody stuck around long enough to read this part of this very long and very pointless blog, but I wanted to make it known that these stories are my most hated ones that I have ever written, but not in any specific order. They bring me shame, cringe and dishonour me considerably, but they are exactly what they are. Bad. I'll try my hardest never to be that terrible ever again.
- FireRain 💛
