Far too often I find myself very invigorated, and then I look at someone else's work. It get this twinge of gut wrench that slowly consumes me until I just lose all my motivation. It's an awful feeling and even though I'm aware of it—even though I know what's happening and why it's happening—I can't overcome it.
Description:
Killy is a man of few words. He wanders, seemingly endlessly, through a lonely, gargantuan labyrinth of concrete and steel, fighting off cyborgs and other futuristic nightmares, searching only for something called Net Terminal Genes. And he has a very powerful gun, which he uses without hesitation whenever anything resembling danger rears its ugly head.
Armin answers some very important questions to a psychologist who is not exactly what he seems...
So, this is probably gonna be one of those posts where I talk a lot about like, psychology, but also do so largely from the perspective of my own experiences, so I'm gonna start off by posting a picture of the OC that I have that I actually kinda relate to the most, despite how cute the smol green pega is.
omg she is so smol and darling and bat
I'm 5500 words into my story and the tension just keeps building and building. Part of me says "The danger is slowly encircling the protagonist" and I have to keep going. Part of me wonders "Wow, when it comes to action, horror is like a beast that stalks it's prey quietly, patiently, and relentlessly. And finally, when the time is right, it moves. And it doesn't just move. It slithers."
Megan finds herself back in the human world, but things have changed. She brought something with her, and now as she explores the causes behind the disappearance of another child, she'll investigate a little closer to home...
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/337009/the-wishmaker-megans-descent
Story Description:
I've been doing nothing but write Twilight's Secret Journal for the past month or so, and I'm seriously starting to lose it now.
I'm about as Pinkie as it gets. Just... not the one on the left anymore. It's been many years since that.
Horror can take many forms. Fear, doubt and paranoia can be dangerous to those trying to survive. For Megan Williams, she must learn to face her fears or the lives of others (and her own) may be forfeit.
Can she survive a hell unlike any other? One that once held the joys of paradise?
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/337009/the-wishmaker-megans-descent
Story Description:
"Welcome back, Miss Williams..."
Image from here: http://img01.deviantart.net/5cc8/i/2010/101/5/d/dark_hallway_by_onetruetenshi_sama.jpg
As a few of you have probably noticed, I am finally back in the writing business proper since Sunday, after three months of basically zero output courtesy of depressions that let my writing tempo slow down to a crawl. I have finally released a new story that I had promised for a long time now (I will talk more about this one below, for those of you who wonder about the