Sometimes, I really hate myself... Last week, I announced I would be finishing and uploading a new chapter on the Tuesday following, but... that didn't pan out as I hoped... One day late bled into two, then three, and next thing I know, it's Sunday.
Shit.
So today my family and I have been visiting a couple of shopping malls in a quest to find a special kind of perfume for my friend's girlfriend. It's been eventful, to be honest. XD
Lessee here... I put together the prologue over the course of three days, and wrote out the entire first chapter in about three hours. In the twenty hours since I published that chapter, The Locals has been met with:
•Fourteen likes.
•Zero dislikes.
•Six comments, one of which was my own.
•Ninety-eight views.
•A constant spot on the Popular Stories sidebar.
•Sixty-one bookshelf additions.
•And twenty-six users tracking its updates.
This time of a fic nobody remembers (at least guessing by the numbers of notifications I get about it, which is none), but, judging from the rating, it was pretty well-received. My fifth story altogether, second one-shot, and the first one that I was satisfied with: The Great Barn Robbery. Or, in Russian, Великое ограбление
Hello everyone! This is just a blog post to let you know that I am, in fact, still around. Also, more importantly, I am writing another story. It's just been slow-going. The simple explanation for my recent silence is just that I've been getting used to my new job. Part of that is just adjusting to a new routine, and the other part is the crushing existential angst of switching careers and wondering if I made the right decision and just need to grow into it, or if I'm just settling for
Welcome back!
Today we’re going to lead off with an easy one, but don’t be caught off-guard. What follows was a descent into madness. Have your favorite beverage on standby.
run away with us for the summer~
Damn these are some good writing tunes yo
November was a good month for me, both for writing and in meat space.
Writing-wise, I put out three stories last month. This is a new record for me. Seriously, I'm more inconsistent than quality in a DC superhero movie.
The last story I posted in November did... Well, astoundingly well. I expected to get a few chuckles and then have my story get buried by others of higher quality.
Oh boy. Here's installment four. As with the previous blogs, reading those before this one is going to make much more sense. This blog contains spoilers for the next chapters of Bride of Discord that I'm gonna be going over in here... unless I somehow skipped some. Dunno if I did since I'm constructing this from the notes on my iPod that I made 'bout a month ago and I didn't have anything to say for two or so chapters. If you want to check out the story for yourself - which I encourage you to
And this where the fifth of my six installments will be. I will continue to go through Bride of Discord, and yet again, blog about the three chapters that I stare at, puzzled to what exactly is unfolding on my computer screen.
That means that there's going to be another block of text and me being bitter.
You might notice this wasn't published Wednesday. That's because that's when I got my university results, and I've had to spend the last three days dealing with the implications of them. I've finally sat down to write this.
So, this year I was pursuing my second degree in journalism because, you know, I need a stable adult job and it's writing and I get paid minimum wage for being a student in Australia. All good things.
I'm so sick of it, guys.
I'm so sick of hearing about this episode. Almost a week has passed and I'm still having the words 'The writers hate us!' blasted into my eyes every time I open up my feed.
Look...
Maybe you didn't like the episode. That's fine, my problem isn't in whether you like the episode or not, it's in how you choose to express your opinion.
The real MLP movie. I don't care how much Syeekoh thinks Adagio's hips don't lie, Equestria Girls is never going to be a good movie series to me.
"It was the year of fire..."
"the year of destruction..."
"the year we took back what was ours."
"It was the year of rebirth..."
"the year of great sadness..."
"the year of pain..."
"and the year of joy."
"It was a new age."
"It was the end of history."
"It was the year everything changed."
“The year is 2017.”
“The place… right here.”
Art by LazyBonesPony
There's been something I've been meaning to do for a while now.
Well...
There's been something else I've been meaning to do for a while now.
So I don’t typically do episode follow-ups (as in, I never have and don’t really plan on doing them again), but this episode is relative to an important topic to me, and after throwing my thoughts into Discord, a friend suggested I make a blog post about it. Then Looking around a bit, I was surprised that there weren’t more people discussing the episode from this POV. So here we go, talking about how The Maud Couple relates to the portrayal of autism in mainstream media!
Of course, my wince didn’t go unnoticed by the mistress of the night.
Celestia smiled at the little gesture. “You’re right. Like the weasel you are, you’ve worked your way into my heart.”
Don’t scream don’t scream don’t scream don’t scream don’t scream don’t scre
“But… is it… love?”
She drew in a sharp breath. “Yes.”
That same finger now quickly tapped as if he were trying to listen for something within. “There’s love for me in there?”
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