I regret to tell all of you awesome awesome people that after some thought and a half a bottle of Bacardi Rum Growing a Shell is now officially canceled
I regret to tell all of you awesome awesome people that after some thought and a half a bottle of Bacardi Rum Growing a Shell is now officially canceled
As I've stated before in previous blog posts, my urge to write on this fic has been essentially nonexistent since the start of last summer and I don't want this to sit on the shelves collecting digital dust, with y'all having vain hopes that it may come back some say.
The lack of interest is for many reasons: moving onto other stories, and the fact that well, Midnightwhaterhernameisnow
is rather crappy at running this group, and to be rather frank, her fic was meh to begin with. Hell, look at the time stamp on the document.
Look at the date on the very bottom one; that was the next chapter of shell and I have not touched it since June.
So to bring this to a close, you guys are awesome. This fic is the highest ranked one I have in terms of likes and faves and I still don't understand how you crazy horse loving bastards decided to love this fic anyways I noticed so many goddamn flaws and cheesy little typos and stuff when I recently reread it.
The pacing is all out of whack, the characters don't act like how no human would do normally and the "romance" was kind of ham-fisted between Johnny and dalton (hell, the two sides were only going to kiss and that was the extent of it). But this fic was the one that finally got me to come out of my little writers shell and finally get to being a productive member of the Brony fandom.
And who knows, maybe some day, this fic will be redone.