My mom used to ask me if all of my friends jumped off a bridge, would I jump as well? That question was always pretty easy for me to answer, because I could just laugh and say "Oh, mom, you know I don't have friends." Still, the question behind the question remains: will I do what everyone else is doing just because they're doing it? And the answer, dear readers, is sure, if it looks like fun and doesn't cause anyone any sort of harm. And what harm could happen from writing an end-of-the-year
Something that might surprise most of you is that, when I try to humblebrag, I barely talk about the obscene size of my penis. There is nothing humble about it. It’s just generally a great thing.
No, what I always talk about is the fact that—and this is true, fucking warped as it sounds—even though I am the dumbest motherfucker on this website? I sometimes need to put, like, real effort into convincing my readers that my prose is shit.
Okay, I think it’s finally time to put this thing to bed (Preferably one in the Oliver Twist workhouse!).
Joe Haldeman served a tour of duty in the Vietnam War, before he became well known as a science fiction writer.
I'm vacillating between blogging this story as providing examples partway through of the kind of dark humor, even graveyard humor, that sometimes shows up as a coping mechanism in war...
I tried a new hairstyle today! I did double buns, but the buns were half ponytails with the extra hair wrapped around it. I've been experimenting with shit like this for the past couple of days. Yesterday, I painted my nails similar to the ones in this video. I also gave myself cornrows.
I promised a blog showing off art. It is about time I deliver on that. As the title says, one of these is an OC/ponysona/whatever the cool kids call them. There aren't any spectacularly big spoilers in any of them, though I'll just throw it out there that there are some original characters and the like. Check them out below the break. At the very end of showing off the pretty pony pictures that will be shown, I'll give a rundown on how my various writing projects have been coming along. That's
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Does this mean I am not bad at romance anymore?
Hahahah.
God no.
One day I'll probably write an actual, straightforward romance. Today, sadly, was not that day. But maybe at some point, perhaps? I've read enough shitty fics to at least know what not to do.
On that note, sorry for the lack of updates on the "How Not To Write Romance" series. New one coming soon.
Soon.
Well ladies and gents, this will be the last Saturday we'll all be here, waiting for a new episode to drop.
I haven't seen it, and I've largely avoided spoilers, so I really don't know entirely what to expect. I'm nervous. Excited. Anxious. Hopeful. Wistful. Lots of things, really. We'll see how it all shakes out.
Follow the link, sign up, get prepped and get hype for more holiday shenanigans. This year it's being run by someone far more competent than I am, which means shit's gonna be bigger and better than ever before.
<Long intro detailing how Cozy Glow started attending school and now sees Sunset as her mother>
"So how was school today?" Sunset asked as she put down the dinner on the table. "Did you do anything fun?"
"Yes," Cozy smiled. "Cheerilee was sick today, so me and Silver Spoon decided to practise for the music showcase and then some other students joined in and everybody danced!"
hello everyone, i'm still gonna do the bronycon blogpost i mentioned two weeks ago (and by that i mean I'll publish it Friday), BUT IN THE MEANTIME I WANTED TO SHARE THIS MEME I MADE INB4 I PUBLISH A STORY TOMORROW
that is all, thank you for attending my TED talk, I hope you have a great day!!!
mwa
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If you’re like me, you’ve accepted the fact that writing is a constant exercise of forgetting and then re-learning the single most basic goddamn rules every time. Technical stuff is easy—hey, commas go here, semicolons go there, slap in the butt and go get ‘em, tiger—but conceptual stuff?
Pff, fuck me.
Right now, it is a little late for me to be making proper puns, so that is the best I have to offer. I've been typing mostly emails and other purely academic things lately. Though, I wouldn't be blogging without a few things to discuss. I hope that y'all will read on since I do want to do my best to get back in the saddle for... well, pretty much everything in my life. The first thing to get out of the way: I got my laptop back! The new battery is in, and it ended up costing far less than I
(Tagging Administrative Angel since its sequel is ONLY in the book until September!)
Okay, hi everyone. It's Pi Day. I forgot about that and had no pie today. Then again, maybe I should blame dyscalculia again. I have no clue. I've been... not doing so well? I'unno. Ice Star is a bitter bean. Not much is new. What will be new is a new chapter of Enemy of Mine that I am close to done with, writing stage-wise.
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and if someone wants to give me a shout out to get me to 50 that would be wonderful
i have some fics in the works