Feedback needed on my story ratings (long). · 10:12pm Jul 14th, 2021
I need to change a few things regarding some of my stories, and I could use your feedback. This will be a long post.
...starting to think @Witch_Taunter is my spirit animal
I need to change a few things regarding some of my stories, and I could use your feedback. This will be a long post.
...starting to think @Witch_Taunter is my spirit animal
Okay, I'm not going to beat around this one. I'm sad. So sad I'm miserable. Why? Because I miss someone.
This is the first-ever 2nd-person pony story I've written. It's a safe, intimate quick read that has you, the reader, take the role of someone who spends time with Pinkie Pie in her bedroom in Sugar Cube Corner. It focuses on cute intimacy (rather than the passionate kind) and making you happy while Pinkie Pie talks to you.
Fellow bronies: Brace yourself for incoming fandom drama.
And here's the weird part — this time, it's not actually our fault.
You ever notice that when you're talking with people and you try to defend yourself or take a stance for better treatment, you have to mentally fight off a wave of shame? Or is that just me? Please tell me I'm not alone in that.
I've decided to come back to life. It's been a rough few months as I transitioned into yet another living space. I have an apartment again, living on my own, with nothing but my thoughts for company. Nobody here to tell me what's a bad idea, which is why I have a pie cooling on the stove and two cans of sugary drinks next to me awaiting my attention.
Who missed me? Nobody? Good, then nothing's changed.
I also have a bunch of off-site groups on that I made for people to promote their stuff in, including things for sale. Feel free to join the groups and post as much as you want.
My Off-Site Facebook Groups
The Insane Creators Guild: https://www.facebook.com/groups/607449019897343
Not actually running for my life. It's a metaphor. Like how someone 'runs' for an accomplishment.
Check Out My Websites:
Here is a list of all of my social media sites and websites I either have built or am a staff member on (such as some of the creepypasta Wikias). Feel free to follow/ add me as a friend on all of these sites. I always like to meet new people and I always follow back.
My Social Media:
My Websites: http://emmaleedowns.wordpress.com/2005/11/16/my-websites
I just posted a very personal story for the Pride and Positivity event:
A sequel, set many years in the future, is on the way. More blog soon.
Also, this tool to search FiM scripts is awesome.
I have a new story that stands no chance of being on the front page, because I unpublished it for two days when the contest was extended. That saddens me. It's very personal and I want you to read it.
Only one author on Fimfiction will know just how personal. Let's just say I didn't have to make much up.
Look at this picture up there. This is why Flurry Heart is the most badass baby that ever existed.
After Chrysalis re-emerged from under the debris of her throne, everyone was getting ready to fight her if she should try anything and Flurry Heart was one of them.
Today, I received a private message. As you might already know if you've seen me posting comments in some places recently, I am a very huge advocate for it that ponyfics stay online, whether on the accounts of their authors or on independent archives, such as FIMFetch or my archive account, Fluttercheer's Orphanage for Abandoned Pony Fiction.
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.
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And the story already continues! This happened faster than I thought. There was a short thunderstorm on Monday and this means I could sit down and write the first update after the start and initial announcement.
I have written something new, spontaneously and unexpected. When I was rewatching Markiplier's infamous Let's Play of "My Little Foundation: Containment is Magic", I got inspired and had a little vision. It's less than 1,000 words and I'm not sure if it will become a full story, because I feel that the beauty of it lies in detailing that one moment and that explaining what exactly happened or telling what happens afterwards would ruin the feeling, but I wanted to share it here:
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I want to try out another writing experiment. A couple weeks ago, I was sitting here at my computer during a thunderstorm at night, when I suddenly heard the crying of a little girl coming in through my open window. Followed by a flash of lightning. It was an eerie cry and it got me to think about what things might lurk outside during such a thunderstorm in the middle of the night. And then there was this sentence in my head, this question..... "Maybe the little girl needed help?". Of course it
You'll see this. You told me yourself that you're spying on me.
Stop sending me PM's. You blocked me, yet you're pestering me through the PM system so I can't respond to your threats. Abusing the system to jab at me without fear of retaliation. Only one of us is walking that "make enough wrongs" line right now, and I don't think it's the one of us you think it is.
Just dropping a list for those who've wondered what I've been up to in the last couple of weeks: