Happy New Year! For my first post of 2021, I've got something special: the music that inspired (or was referenced by) The Iron Horse: Everything's Better With Robots! Check below the break for over two hours of auditory, robot-friendly bliss!
Sorry folks, no time to talk. I’ve got 50k words to read today and all my usual reading time has been stolen by work-related issues. I’m pretty much going to spend the rest of my day buried in horsewords.
But there is one little thing to bring up: Milestone! Say hello to Of Angels... in Chinese. This is awesome and all credit goes to hehelover for the translation.
Reviews!
I GOT INSPIRED TO MAKE THIS CREAM COLORED BRALETTE OUT OF RIBBON AND LACE BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH ELASTIC. HOWEVER, I HAVE ENOUGH ELASTIC TO MAKE A HALF AND HALF KIND OF BRA. I REALLY HOPE IT TURNS OUT WELL. I FINISHED THE CUPS, AND I'M HALFWAY THROUGH SEWING THE BAND. THEN I HAVE TO CAREFULLY SEW THAT SHIT TOGETHER. IT WILL BE RELIEVING TO GET TO THE PART IN WHICH I PUT THE RIBBON THROUGH THE BAND. 
I woke up at ass o'clock, but I was still only half awake. I heard something beeping and someone stood at the end of my room, shining a light in my face. I couldn't move a muscle, and it was pretty fucking terrifying. I tried to scream his name so he can wake me up, but it didn't work. You know how you try to scream in a dream and it's just soft noises that aren't even at a normal speaking volume? It was that. Oh and that little stinker kept on shining the damn light in my face!
Today we’re gonna talk about a Ford Ranger! This one’s from a while back, but the repair process was similar to a truck I’ve been working on recently.
But first. . . .
Thanks to KolyanGOLD, for the first time ever, one of my stories has been translated for the first time! I'm not actually sure how many people who follow me will read it in Russian, but seeing as it's the first time one of my stories has been translated, it's a neat little accomplishment.
Links can be found in the story's description, if anyone would like to check that out.
Have had one for a while now, just never bothered to use it until a few months ago. The catch? It's all in Spanish.
It's only part 1 for now. I'll be streaming future parts on Twitch and editing them down for Youtube! 
in other news I am now the owner of Looking for Editors.
Or Halloween, whatever.
Have I ever mentioned how much I think dismembered people look cool in fiction?
It's nothing I ever would wish upon another living being mind you (except possibly myself, but I don't go down that mental road due to how impulsive of a human being I am~) but many of the fictional characters I've made up outside of MLP are things like:
The livestream is going on RIGHT NOW. Come stalk me as I write and chat with other creative writing fan friends https://picarto.tv/HailKingSombra .
*sigh* The best laid plans of ponies and TimeWitches don’t mean squat in this ponyverse sometimes. Knowing 75% of my most loyal stalker fanbase is 8 hours ahead of me, I fully intended to get this stupid heads-up notice out way earlier today…right BEFORE the hour and a half phone meeting with my website client.
Thank god, the fires are gone~
Well I mean there's still a lot of fires everywhere-
They're alllllll gone!
Like, cutting through the middle of Washington and Oregon, and touching the tip of California is this big line of fires.
I'm perfectly safe!
So, the show is officially over. Its time has come. I'll definitely say this:
I can't believe they reformed Starlight. What a battle!
wow
holy fak
So, in this episode, there's something that intrigues me and got me thinking the most, but I'll come to that later. First, the obvious elephant dragon in the room..... Sludge. Spike's dad, or, at least what he wanted to make Spike believe he is.
Twilight Sparkle found herself in a strange place. It was of light and shape, but not of matter. Though she could not remember where she was or how she got here, the place seemed familiar and comforting.
Out of the mist, though, came a demon. A strange, misshapen beast. Twilight took a step back at its approach.
"Who are you?" She asked. "What's happening?"
The demon then leaned in close, a pained look on its face.
So far I am up to having worked on my current story, "King Sombra's New Sweater" for 5:00 hours on the nose and am at 4,464 words. My goal is to finish it up and publish before Xmas ends. Having peeps there on the chat cheering me on would really help that goal, so grab your eggnog and kick back on the computer after your own celebrations to help me get there and give me and my readers the best Christmas present a Sombra-obsessed fangirl could have - a new story to read of our favorite Umbrum
Heh, I just noticed this. Talking Is Hard had a birthday just a couple of days ago, on the third. I missed the one-year birthday of my own practice collection. Does that mean it's not worth remembering, or is the fact that I'm blogging about it now mean that it's more important that most of my other stuff?
I dunno. Just felt like bringing it up.
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