Sorry for vanishing... i was sent to equestria
Splendiferous. You've probably heard the word before, most frequently enunciated by Pinkie Pie, or the local equivalent thereof.
Because of this, you might, at times, want to use it in a story.
Today, I did just that while writing my latest story, a MarbleMac piece which may-or-may-not be coming out soon, depending on how it goes.
However, I discovered something strange while doing so - Word didn't recognize the word as a misspelling.
No, I'm not dying.
I accepted my mortality the day my dad died of a sudden heart attack that he didn't deserve. That was also the day I stopped believing in God. I came to understand that we're all going to leave this world with just as many unfulfilled wishes as fulfilled ones. It's not really something that grates on my mind, it's just a little thing that I've come to understand.
072 Wrapping up 2015, Unwrapping 2016
So the New Year thing happened and we’re now in 2016. Was that last year good writing-wise? What awaits you and me in the upcoming months? Something good? Something bad? A bit of both? Let’s take a look!
I think I'm awake... I just had a weird dream that was similar to the poem I wrote. There was a blood moon, millions of stars, one brighter star that looked more like the sun and lies.... So many lies!! I was nearly hit by a car and my boyfriend was there to hold me in the mud that I jumped in. It went from day to night. From there, everything got weirder. I started speaking in other worldly tongues and had a serious breakdown on the ground. My boyfriend kept repeatedly saying he loved me and
...of my life, not of any story you can read here. I left my university for the summer, and on a whim took a cross-country road trip with my roommate. So now I'm spending the weekend at his family's house in Aurora, Illinois before I fly the rest of the way home. It's not every day that you stay in a city named after yourself.
A Suicide Note got pushed on my feed, and they all asked to add our own blog posts and share on our groups.
As someone who is diagnosed with depression I would like to avoid the suicide, so here's my blog, which will be shared on my groups.
Heya, folks!
Well, not that my illness is mostly something I’ve run over and have left in the review mirror like a freshly smashed into dimension hopping telephone booth and rental store out in the middle of nowhere—
That’s right… Making references right out of the gate.
"When the ponies of Canterlot see our armor rolling through their streets, when they witness the vaunted Royal Guard withering before a hail of rockets and bullets, they'll know that the future has come to... I'm sorry, Lieutenant, am I boring you?"
-Pony Gear Solid-
Well, I've been thinking about this, and I wanted to share my thoughts:
'The night of the outcasts' is easily my most well-received story on this site, also, I did another shipfic between AB and Spike a long time ago, that was my first story ever, and I can't say that no one liked it, but my horrible grammar and orthography made the dislike meter go high.
- Help Improving Writing -
Hey guys. I wrote this story a few years ago, and you guys tracked it. I'm wanting to know what I did right and wrong with this story so that I can improve as a writer. Any tips and tricks would be highly appreciated. MrNumbers has helped point me in the right direction, but some more input would be very helpful.
Thanks!
~ Socks
(WARNING: LONG cuz I dunno when to shut up)
So... anyone else notice a distinct lack of work being done on my older stories? Hero Souls and Tartarus Forged, to be specific.
With Tartarus Forged, I've actually been considering recently whether or not I want to just scrap it completely and try again with a different approach. This is one of the first stories I started that actually gained some popularity. I don't want to just abandon it, but I can't deny I have absolutely no drive to write it currently.
hey all
sorry for reaching out for human contact and then, like... not responding to those offers for contact. truth be told i feel like a bit of a fraud/sham: i asked for people to be kind and contact us, and then got too scared to respond. partly i don't want to dump my problems on these poor innocent people. partly i am just stupid i guess.
Told you I wasn't dead. Take an anti-shot.