Guess What? I'm Not Dead! · 5:16am Jan 28th, 2017
Guess what, guys? I'm not dead! Yep, never dead in the dead. Been doing stuff and... well...
Time to go fix some things.
Guess what, guys? I'm not dead! Yep, never dead in the dead. Been doing stuff and... well...
Time to go fix some things.
'Cause that's what I'm feeling right now.
Then again, it might just be the brain fog from being up at 1:05 AM.
Either way, I feel like I wanna reboot all of my 50+ stories at the same time.
Probably not gonna do it, but I still feel like it.
Seriously, how does such a memory hogging program still manage to run on 64 megabytes of ram?!
Chrome on my main computer: 2.5+ gb of ram in use.
Chrome on my oldest computer: ~15 mb of ram in use.
Not to mention the speed difference of the processors.
Main PC: 3.4 ghz
Old PC: 166 mhz
I understand why it suffers, but seriously, Google, why does your browser eat so much memory on everything besides that computer?!
Hey all just thought I remind everyone I am still open for writing commission only 10$ per 1k of words, Feel free to message me at any time as it will help me feel more motivated to write instead of the snails pace I am currently at.
Chapter 16's up! Go read it!
In other amazing news, my proof of the physical copy that we'll be selling at Everfree Northwest this year came in, and oh my god is it gorgeous.
IN WHICH I IMPART GOOD-ISH NEWS
Well, that's what the sub-headline says, anyway. I think it's good news; you may or may not agree. Despite not being on a library computer (thus having to input lots of stuff manually), I finished editing a capital offense, at least for now. One last read-through in a day or so and it's ready to go public. Yay. In the meantime, I have a request…
Two years. Two years since I signed up for this site thanks to a xbox friend that probably doesn't come here anymore. I want to say that I've made alot of progress from Of Skalds and Gems and so forth, not just in my purely amature writing skill, but in how I feel about writing in general. The shit I post isn't just some unedited, barely thought out crap I put out because I was bored anymore. In my mind, its something that expresses my imagination in for others to interpret. At some point, at
For those of you who are new to the Fuzzy Experience...at least as off a year or so...you could be forgiven for having never given my fic, Chemistry, a look. A cursory glance at the description will tell you that it's...different...than the vast majority of my other stories.
Doesn't help that I find it hard to talk about the topic it swirls around.
Well, as most of you should know by now, when I'm at work, chapters get released fairly quickly. When I'm not, well... Let's just say I'm a lazy sack with a hundred different things he /should/ be doing, and about one thing he actually is.
So back in January something awful happened to one of my best friends, a man I consider my brother, and yes, a fellow author right here on this website. Adren or as many of you know him Cerulean Voice had his twin baby boys J and B stolen from him in broad daylight. By his ex... The link to what happened can be found here
Screaming children? Check.
Body pains? Check
Arguing with the other half? Check
Gets placed with the blame and made to out to be the bad guy? Check
All before another 12 hour shift? Check
Well, at least I got started on Rebel 4 of my Ragna story. So, that’s something.
Hope you all have a good day.
I've gotta get the prologue of Romeo and Juliet memorized by Friday for a verbal test.
The only problem is, I'm the kind of person who does far better in terms of memorization by writing things out.
Writing on paper, I can get 9 lines memorized and written out.
Speaking, however... About 2 lines, and then my mind goes blank.
I blame the stage fright I've had since preschool. At least I've still got a few days.
'Cause this week's the week where my dog went blind.
We've scheduled an appointment with the vet to see what's wrong with his eyes. Just based on how they look right now, it seems like he's developed cataracts. To be honest, now that I think of it, the warning signs were showing up for a little while already. He was tripping on the stairs a lot more often than before, for one, and he started bumping into people and furniture a lot more often as well.
I am glad I wrote a thing.
It's about kidney stones.
Go read a thing.
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/438641/a-stones-throw
I am not even a little tiny bit sorry. :)
-pencil
All 300+ of them.