TL;DR 1: Pay attention when thinking about the opposite of a word. Is it really the opposite, or is it merely the absence of the thing itself?
TL;DR 2: Chinchillax gets introspective using charts.
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Hello friends! Just sending you this blog to plug a new article of mine, published today on The Outline, about security, paranoia, and why Amazon sucks.
Not that I can honestly call this a rant, more like me shouting at a rather passive aggressive tree with a mirror gaudily duct taped to it's sassy bark. However, this tree is all bark and no bite, because no one can tell me anything that opposes my opinions on people. It's just me agreeing with myself with a pinch of self-burning. Of course, there's the inevitable moment where I am burning the tree instead, in a situation where the tree represents these blogs. And burning is just me deleting
O hecc. I wrote an age-regression comedy?
Geez, I wasn't good at self-editing at all back then. Seems like I was also the type of author who made up excuses for why they didn't fix the problems or improve all that much, either.
"YOU!" she yelled, "TWILIGHT, YOU... YOU MISTAKE...ER, LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID TO MY SISTER!"
*snerk*
I was so busy this last weekend editing things for myself and others, that I forgot to do a blog post. Wouldn't be the first time I've posted on a Monday. I'm just glad to be keeping busy. I'll have to keep this short, mostly because I don't really have much to say, but I don't plan to specifically miss a week of blog posting. I've successfully posted once a week, every week, since January. I don't plan to stop now.
This weekend, I decided to violate some long-held principles and see if they were worth upholding.
That’s right, I tried playing online Magic: the Gathering.
Hello all. I may not have a large presence on this website, but I feel it'd be silly of me to be out there making pony-based artwork and not share at least a bit of it here. I just shared a comic on my tumblr which is probably best representative of what I'm doing, so I'm posting it here as well in case someone stumbles on my profile.
SHE'S POSTED AND FINISHED!
AT LONG LAST AAAAAA
Hope you guys enjoy! And stay tuned for another blog post about the future!
Rating system? What rating system? I'm here to roast your toaster and rock your stories into the ground!
For the first round, let's start simple and take a look at my first story on this humble site:
I should start tagging the stories in question here. Why wasn't I doing that before?
Anyway, here's today's story:
Yup. Fifth story in and we're already on a sidestory. Though, that isn't bad, per say. Just an observation.
Anyway, without further ado, let's jump right into tearing this thing apart! (Or maybe you do want more ado?)
Oh. We're already on the first reboot?
So this darn diddly thingamabob was actually a 4-way collab of sorts. Story died when everyone else lost interest, as collabs do. It's why I don't normally do them anymore.
Anyway, let's get right into it.
Darkness.
Another? Already? Guess so. I hope you've got your seatbelts on kids, 'cause we're in for a hecuva wild ride with this fic!
I like how I decided to just tack on [and painfully] at the end there in the short description. Really helps with the screeches of "LOOK I'M A COOL DUDE WITH DARK THEMES IN HIS STORIES RIGHT???" in these early stories.
So, we've finally gotten to this story, haven't we?
CW’s for the story heavy depression themes, self harm and self harm scars and unhealthy coping mechanisms.
I don’t really know how to start, but I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for reading Beyond The Frayed Threads and thank you guys for all the support for it.
When the contest and the prompts were announced, I only had one thought for a story; Moondancer going to a spa.
It's called Apples Don't Care, it's incesty-an-orgyy-andfetilityy. I'm serializing it as practice for my Fallout: Equestria later this year.
Read it. Enjoy.
So the new year begins tonight which means the resolutions I set for 2016 have come to an end. At the start of 2016 I set three resolutions for myself, and I managed to get through two of the three which is pretty nice if I do say so myself. And I say so.
"Alone; all by myself in fear of failure, unable to see who I am! Who's my savior!? And I don't know why I have come here to the place of condemnation! My existence remains unclear!
But I have broken through what enslaved me! Abolish your guilt wall! Realization allowed me to be free!
My self-confidence has taught me virtues! Your power was my weakness! My weakness was your power!"
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