Problems · 4:43pm Dec 8th, 2012
I don't want to make a big deal out of it so I'll just say it, I suffer from chemical depression, and it's gotten worse this past week.
On the downside: This means I am unable to write more for The Voice of Music, and I will be unable to start writing vignettes for Vosare and Spectair. This particular bout of depression should have resolved itself in a week, so I'll continue writing then. Sorry for the delay.
On the upside: This has given me inspiration to write a new and definitely sad fic, "Clipped Wings" I personally think that what I have completed so far is some of my best writing. I'm looking forward to it.
If you need some new writing to tide you over, here's a short excerpt from "Clipped Wings"
The speed is all that keeps me sane. Ponyville was just a dot in the distance. My eyes sting from the wind and the crying. The air begins to fight me but I just force myself to go faster. I don’t even look back after I hear the thunderous noise. The rainbow meant nothing. The liquid in my eyes begins to blur my vision, I need to stop. I dive downwards and quickly reach the ground, setting down in a meadow. I curl up in the grass and just let go. Tears spill out, and I don’t try to stop them. My body shakes with sobs as I gasp for air. My brain shut down and my heart took over. I lay there and cry until everything fades to black.
Anyways, I appreciate your understanding and I am extremely sorry about the story delays.
