Why After is what it is and does what it does (A little discussion thingy!) · 6:12am Aug 19th, 2016
So just recently today, while I was re-reading Regret, I came across this little gem of a comment by HeroOfTime:
So just recently today, while I was re-reading Regret, I came across this little gem of a comment by HeroOfTime:
First of all, I apologize to anyone that has been disappointed by the fact that I have not uploaded a second chapter to Appledash: How it Would Happen. It feels kind of pompous to type this as if I'm addressing a large audience. I know I'm not really a popular writer on this site, but I am partially writing this for myself, and also, there are probably some people who would have liked to see a second chapter. And, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but it's probably going to be a while. To be
Because I have over 800 followers and no idea if I have a consistent demographic beyond my readers being mostly American. Enjoy some straw polls.
Sorry for the blog spam, but after some Fallout and batting around some ideas for...things... I decided to further chill with some doodling, and what better to doodle than Pinkie Pie loving her some Bacon Bits?
I'll clean this up later.
Anyways, thanks for the concern folks. I'll have some ACTUAL words out soon, I promise.
The first chapter of the Days of the Dead's sequel has been posted, and the second should follow in a few days. I was gonna wait until the second chapter was finished and post them together, but I got impatient. No second chances for that either, I suppose.
...Shoot I almost wish I had waited for Halloween to post it, but that's still so far away.
Friends, I’m tired and depressed and have no sense of self-preservation or self-worth or self-motivation. Please convince me to do everything in my power to get my room clean enough that I can then metaphorically suck the dick of the assistant manager of this building and pray I can stay in here rather than be homeless in three days, rather than just continuing to lie here In my underwear depressed and get drunk or something.
Yes, this is a cry for help.
Hey my dear Followers!
Here comes another (mostly) unnecessary blog post from your homie, Neckbeard.
So here's the deal: I wrote this really silly one-shot story, the one I tagged, and how, I'm still not entirely sure, but it got featured. It was in the featured box for three days straight, and it even hit the #1 spot for like, half a day. I know this shouldn't be a big deal, but this was the first time it happened during my short Fimfic career.
Hey guys.
I was so determined to have this story finally updated today, but I got a killer headache and didn't want to look at any bright screens. I actually ended up sleeping a lot of the day. Still no excuse for not updating this for so long, but I'm hoping to finally update it tomorrow. I have a lot to do tomorrow, but I think I can do it.
Yeah. It's Finals time for me.
Next week, I take my tests. So, expect...well, I don't know what you should expect.
Anyway, Once I actually manage to play some Halo 5, expect an update for Equispartans II. And more for The Division-Lost Hope. Plus, if you're wondering about Over the Wall, don't worry. It's not dead. I put too much time coming up with it to let it die. So, more news.
Cause there's another gift for you, and this time it's from your good ol' Uncle Corpsly. A new chapter of Maid to Serve, just what you were asking for, wrapped up in a nice little wrapping paper and a cute little bow.
Happy holidays, everyone! I hope you enjoy it. :)
On a side note:
I apologize for the delay, me and my editors were having some issues with the chapter and we were working on fixing it.
ok so today was a home vball game, and normally I dont get to play in games much because im super new and not so great. But at this game, only 6 members of our team were able to play , me being one of them (we only have 10 team members, and two are injured and two couldn't come)
and today i had to play back row in addition to front row, where i normally play
do you know what that means?
I HAD TO SERVE
You are scientifically full of yourself.
Though I do my level best to try to make you all forget that blogs exist, I suppose it does behoove me to pretend I'm not a hermit. I actually do things on FiMFiction! Sometimes I talk to people. Real people! Sometimes said real people ask for things! Prane asked me to do a review and gab session with himself and Gulheru about Princess Spike!
Haven't done one of these in a hot minute. Good to be back.
I've got this annoying as feeling where I've pretty much planned the whole story in my head, but I can't get the words to paper. It's less writer's block and more that I'm not satisfied with literally anything I've written. I get a few paragraphs in with some dialogue, a solid start to the chapter, but then I look at it and hate it all and in a fit of rage...
Ctrl+A, Backspace
Bring on the apples and pumpkins and let's raise our ciders in salute to the season's anthem!
Now, bring on the cold weather, the changes of the leaves, and the prospect of an early sno--
Oh, wait... I live in Florida...
So, I guess... ?
Sigh... I can't wait for when I can move back north.
so what if we are actually all those classic 'you cant comprehend its true form' kind of extradimensional beings, but we dont know it because our senses only give us information about the first 3 dimensions. or what if a ton of alien species have tried to contact us, but we just couldn't percieve them so they left without anyone noticing they were there. Or better yet, what if we eventually achieve some kind of cool future sci fi technological advancement... and nothing bad happens at
Some Leech recently posted about an artist who does furry and brony art and is currently in dire need of assistance for medical issues. Oddly enough, they don't live in the US (so they do have some health coverage), but the problem is they have special medication needs due to a few genetic illnesses and side effects from getting COVID. The meds they do receive are rationed because they can't pay a monthly fee
I was looking for a draft I started for an upcoming part of an anthology. 'Cause I was really worried I accidentally lost a typed draft from four-ish years ago. It turns out I never typed it. I have a partially written draft from '19 along with two complete short stories I'd forgotten about. One of them was quite good and needed some light editing. Since I had a complete story on my hands, I typed it up, and because it's so old and relatively insignificant here's another story. Four stories,
Warning: This blog post has little to none pony things. This is mostly a rant about my personal life. If you are only looking for pony things, than this is not the blog for you.