A Tale of Two Suns Book 2 chapter 3 is now available for public viewing. Hope you all enjoy Investigations.
Now that this story has finished its run and has officially received slightly more views than Soul Vernacular gets in a year, it’s time to talk about it.
More random horse facts than you can shake a stick at!
And if that wasn’t enough, I never sent it to my pre-readers, who might have questioned my sanity, or if you can follow an en dash with an em dash.
Well it's happening. And not just pony either! Spoiler alert: One involves gordon ramsay and a neko, and another involves snape and the teletubbies. YEAH. Like I said, we're going hard for this month's Shitfaced Shitfics. :)
Come join us right now, grab a drink, and let's get effin WEIRD!
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-penacil
Just wanting to put out an update on my Neo Somnambula story.
So, the reasons why it is taking so long to finish this story, is because I actually did finish it... and then I decided to expand upon it. Thus, it is now being expanded upon. Initially I was extending it, because I was waiting for some artwork (which you shall see below) and then this story contest happened.
For the few who actually care about my future endeavors, I’ve got news for you. Let’s discuss some of my stories.
Firstly, let’s start with the stories I’m focused on at the moment.
Yes you read that right, I am postponing the return of Journey To Hearth's Warming. Instead of it returning in February, it will return in March. This is due to to three massive things that I need to worry about. First, this month's return to university work was rather bumpy so I need time to adjust. Second, you might have noticed I started a new story called Friendship Needs a Bodyguard, though I have been working on this piece for much longer then you might think I do want to get some way
I mentioned in my last blog post that I’d come back around noon and try and get my feelings straight.
So, I have.
And I come baring news:
That last blog post was an April Fools’ joke. I’m still very much girl, and that entire last post is meant to be satire.
So I see you've clicked on this fic. This is not like most fics where you read about somepony doing who-knows-what with who-knows-who ("But they're so cute, though", I hear you say. I agree but that's not my point.)
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(cheeky "Real Slim Shady" reference)
Wow? Sinbin? This is probably the single best reaction I’ve gotten on any story I’ve ever written. I remember when I was excited to get 50 views on a piece, and now I’ve hit Sinbin, so thanks to everyone who contributed to that goal! I can check that one off my FiMFic bucket list.
I find this funny mainly because this story was written out of a place of disappointment.
Hello everypony!
After so very long, Theresa is finally going home to America, but not before tipping the butler ten million dollars (Scarecrow, I think I’ll miss you most of all). She and Steve hustle their way through the airport, Theresa keeping up her Karen act as she ignores all of the people who are praising her as she passes by them. She says that if they don’t like it, that’s too bad.
I finished some old short stories that I was supposed to finish forever ago. They’re really annoying me sitting in my backlog, so expect a story a day over the next few days. They’re all little bits of fluff and experimental stuff, so admittedly nothing all that grand.
Ugh. Literally everything was delayed for three months due to difficulties with my computer. I now have a laptop again, though, so I can finally get back to writing. Sadly, I'm uncertain when any of my FimFic specific stories will be updated, but I'm hoping one of my off-site stories can get updated by the end of next month. I'll be using my new Scrivener program, so all of my stuff will be in that program and easily accessable, so there will be notes and all sorts of
What if Sunset Shimmer never forgave herself? What if Sunset Shimmer, even after saving everyone from the sirens, never forgave herself. Even though most of everyone else supposedly did. What if deep down, she feared that everyone else never truly forgave her either. Then one day it happened. Anon-A-Miss struck, everyone turned on her, even her friends, the ones her called her family. Her greatest fear realized.