Christmas Advent Calendar 2018 Day 18 · 10:18pm Dec 21st, 2018
On the 7th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me... 7 SilvaGunner rips
On the 7th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me... 7 SilvaGunner rips
So...
I don't want to go into detail about my personal life. I write smut; I like to keep that and my IRL identity separate.
But when real, non-smut life affects things such as; how much time I have to write, my access to things like the Internet and electronics, and whether or not I actually have the emotional energy to do anything but sit around, gaze at the beige-painted walls of my house, and sigh deeply, wondering just when exactly my life went so wrong...
And for her to use at the end of her videos:
GOD I can't believe I forgot to post this on the first
I even got it posted on the third over on deviantart
So, in typical fashion, I'm late with this. I've been dealing with some family events and preparation leading up to my birthday on January 15th. Also, I've now fallen down the DnD podcast rabbit hole once again and got really into Ken Ashcorp, particularly the song he made for Nyanners. And I've been catching up with an old friend, getting really into witchy business (starting slow, nothing too wild, but I have a pendulum now, she is a black obsidian and her name is Void). Anyway, got another
Really, I never left, I just stopped writing. Both because due to my job cutting into my time, even during Covid I still worked, and me simply no longer being interested in writing the story following what caused me to leave the fandom in the first place. Something which I won't go into here. I still don't consider myself a brony anymore, I stopped watching the show the Season 7 premiere and never watched it again, but I do still engage in some pony content from time to time. Either it being
September ~ Write-A-Thon Poll!
Time to see if this poll works! ( Open until midnight Friday.)
To celebrate 200 Followers, I'm hosting a Write-A-Thon this weekend!
Saturday and Sunday!
What's a Write-A-Thon!?
Think of it sort as a Sub-A-Thon.
This Saturday and Sunday, I'll add three brand new updates to the winning story chosen by my Followers!
So I wrote two replacements for the story's main two chapters, hit 'publish' on them, and then unpublished the former chapters.
I mean, even if you were partway through reading the story I guess the story would still largely make sense, once you allow for the fact that I changed the 'giant cockroach' to a 'giant ladybug' so I could put that major character into the cover image...
After a Whitney-laced 1987, 1988 was a relatively quiet year for Arista. Tommy Mottola attempted to keep Hall and Oates under contract when their RCA obligation ran out, so Hall and Oates did the inverse of what Barry Manilow had done in 1985 (he himself did the inverse in '87) and their first album for the label, Ooh Yeah!, included the hits "Everything Your Heart Desires" (#3 in May—their last to make the Top 10), "Missed Opportunity", and "Downtown Life". Aretha Franklin
So, it's late at night, like one thirty in the morning probably. I'm searching for fics (the system on this site is somewhat difficult to grasp) and I see one titled "The Twilight Before the Sunset". I didn't think much of it when I first saw it cause I got absorbed in reading another fic. However, I see it again as I'm about to lay down my phone to work on a fic and, offhandedly, I say, "I'd like to be that person who points out that technically sunset comes BEFORE twilight."
A wolf's howl sounded somewhere behind me. I turned over on my rock, lying back as I stared up at the gargantuan beast rising out of the swamp. Its half-submerged body was a singular great mass of brown and yellow scales, but its four heads sat atop long, thick necks that writhed and twisted in the air as water dripped off of them. Two of the heads glared down at me with burning emerald eyes, while the other two trapped the black knight between their mouths. I didn't see any teeth,
Aka, first story I’ve actually sworn in!
Welp, tonight, I'm not even where I've been staying for the past year or so. I'm back where I used to spend my nights making my very early YT content, back at my family home in the summer house, all on my own in peace and quiet, drinking a vanilla macchiato. I'm also surrounded by lit candles and Christmas lights, which is important because...Christmas stuff. I promise I'm not doing a satanic Christmas ritual involving sacrificial elements!
I'm writing my final fic on this site before I call it quits. It's a crossover between Gen 4 and my novel, Dragon of Grace. It tackles all sorts of serious and heavy topics: stuff like depression, suicide, religious trauma, post-traumatic stress, childhood sexual abuse, etc. However, unlike many of the fics I've seen surrounding these topics, the story takes a more uplifting turn partway through that encourages healing and the value of close relationships in times of peril. I'm a good ways into
Before I begin, I need to say that I totally forgot that I hung out with Winston at the con, too, and completely forgot to mention him in the last blog post.