Bookshelf Adding · 7:20am Feb 6th, 2016
>tmw you create new bookshelves and sort through the astounding amount of horse words you've collected.
Blowing up people's notifications and shit.
God, I'm a bitch.
>tmw you create new bookshelves and sort through the astounding amount of horse words you've collected.
Blowing up people's notifications and shit.
God, I'm a bitch.
Yeah, this is what I get for being dead to the site for all but these updates. Sometimes I even miss THOSE.
A certain chitin-faced slime-drooler refuses to post a certain story that's filled with magic and wonder and light unless all of your glorious and lovely peeps retweet a certain Twittery tweet 124 times.
So what will it be, people? Will we let such an inconsiderate tyrant of a bug dictate what he will or will not post?
(Hint: NO WE WON'T!)
Because it's time for me to write an enormous blog post pretending I know what I'm talking about.
There’s a lot of bad clopfics on this site. I don’t mean that as an insult or anything, it just means there’s a lot of new writers finding their feet (and it’s not like I haven’t contributed to the mess myself). The fact, however, remains.
this is copied and pasted from my discord server
also the sriked stuff is only relevant to discord
If FiMFiction user FamousLastWords hasn't already commented on his best pony playing his best genre, then trust me...he will.
You realized that you can have Discord be discord in your fic and have it make sense
What? It's true.
Evolution of Friendshp is a crossover with the DCAU/elements of the DCU wich means I have a whole universe of gods and monsters to play around with. Two such gods are responsible for the powers of Hank and Don Hall, Hawk and Dove. Those gods are...
Order and...
Chaos!
Hi, you guys! I've got some pretty exciting news. A selection of chapters from my scraps/short stories/poems/bonus stuff have been given lovely audio readings by the generous Lotus Moon. I'm so happy with this, and really suggest that those who liked the minific version of Twitch (which was done fantastically and probably my favorite) and my other poems, like Equinty, Everything Begins, and other shorts, like
A few days ago, I was reminded that "It's almost that time again," and today is now that time ():
State of the Author: January February March
Last time I wrote one of these I was all braggy about managing to do a SotA two months in a row. And I was going to do a post for New Year, and . . . aw, what the heck, it’s not too late yet.
Contractual obligation ☑
huh
anyway it’s on a gdoc
and
7u7
whenever the original owner leaves for a minute imma rick roll him
I.
Am.
Home.
Schooled.
Stop questioning why I'm already in school/why I have Bible classes
In the ending of the first chapter, I made a small mistake in terms of Lowly's character. I had written down that she runs out of her room looking for a stallion to have intercourse with. This was something that didn't really occur to me at the time, but because of Lowly's meek side(thanks to Lord Armor) she would never go out of her way to look for sex. She is a submissive maid that follows orders, not give them or try to force herself onto anyone. Oops!
At some point I was really bored and did some searching for something other than a Shoe0nHead video for stuff about cover it. AdobeSpark is this free thing that you can use to try and make stuff. I stumbled across it and tried to play around with cover art on my stories. I'm not entirely terrible at it?
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
*looks up Yang quotes to try to record*
Can't stop won't stop
Since it’s coming in a few days, it’s time to hype The Open Road! Thing is I’ve always sucked at hyping stuff lmao, but dammit I’ll try. I’ve shown it off before, but I’ll throw the cover art in here again, as well as the description, an excerpt from the first chapter, and a thematically appropriate song that you’ll likely ignore.
Well, I’ll start with the bad news first: I had to go to the ER yesterday. For the past two weeks, I have been dealing with what I now know for sure is tonsillitis. I don’t know when (or if) I’ll be able to get them removed, but hopefully it is soon. Even though I was pumped full of five days worth of steroids and painkillers (no seriously, they told me it was that much) I still cannot talk and have a hard time breathing right, especially when I need to wear my mask. At least I’m going to get
Well considering I'm about as consistent with my writing as a pothead sloth... I tend to over look little mile stones I pass with the few things I post. Like the last two story I posted this year Google Equestria (Probably the lightest thing I've ever written.) and Death Equals Life. Both got little achievements that I gotta give myself a little credit for despite me constantly saying I don't deserve it.