So, I'm a bit late with the 'Nightmare Night, what a fright, give us something sweet to bite!' thing. But it's mainly because I've had a lot of catching up to do, and the fact that I went to the dentist the same day.
It's that time of year again. The time of year where, at least here in the US, you cannot escape the horrible shitty music they play every buy some apples year in pretty much any store ever.
Also it's the time of year when we talk about how much we love gifts and friendship and family and being nice and unhygienically giving birth in disturbingly close proximity to livestock and...
So the RCL did its Bronycon thing, and we somehow ended up with a consensus that Monochromatic wrote the best story in the fandom, that my husband (we can all dream) Aragon placed, and I got an honourable mention. I also did very well in the online polling for submissions.
Over the last month, my health has gone worse. It started with the usual dizzyness I’ve had all my life reoccurringly. And now I can barely leave my bed without having to hold onto something to keep from fainting.
I still visit school though. The past weeks I’ve had one test after the other, so I didn’t have time to visit a doctor. Now my doc is on holidays, and the one representing doc (not sure if this is correctly translated) has deported me via call.
Just what the title says. This is what I learned in the past almost six weeks since February 25th. The CGI announcement for Generation 5 wrecked me in a dimension that I thought isn't possible. The 2D animation of Generation 4 holds a big, personal meaning to me that is as specific as it is private. I approached more analyses of Generation 5 only in very small steps since
Apologies for the lack of updates lately in the reading corner series - with my full time new job and my health I haven't had the time nor the energy. so today's work is hijacked written with love by my long suffering much adored editor.
Hidden gem.
The phrase conjures up all kinds of things, doesn't it? Does it make you think of a story in particular? Link it down below as your recommendation!
Write on,
Coyote
The psychiatric service sent me 4 intake forms via email. I filled out all of it and sent those to them. I scheduled my intake interview to take place next week. Wish me luck!
I don't usually make blogs about my personal life, but this is something I had to get off my chest, almost literally. And there may be something extra in it for you. I hope so, in a way, but I mainly hope not. Feel free to read, regardless; I'll try to keep it entertaining.
At this moment as I begin to write this is the story that sits atop the feature box. It brought back a conversation That I had with a friend I have made on here some months back. We had discussed our own life situations in the past, and that day, for whatever reason I told him of an observation I have made.
Another Season 2 refugee, right down to The Stare coming back. Episode was meh, Meadowbrook is a thing from S5's premiere but might as well being entirely different because the backstory given here says nothing of her magic relics. And what we do get - a southern swamp witch doctor - is underwhelming.
So today was the day I began to feel pain in my lower left abdomen. Or, side. It felt like somebody punched me real hard, then proceeded to poke me with a stick. It stopped for a while during classes, but just earlier it flamed up again, and now it's calming down. I was a little worried so I asked my mom what it could mean and she answered with appendicitis. I only heard of the sickness once, but never knew what it actually was and turns out my cousin John, my step-dad and heavens knows who
so this is your warning , cause like trigger warnings are a thing I believe in. SI
I attempted suicide on monday. I am still out of it though out of the hospital now. Really kinda not recovered which of course is going to effect my ability to write for a while. Still I am going to be working on my stories when i can but yeah today is not that day.
So. Quick thing before anything else:
Firstly, thank you to the few of you who saw my last post and lent me some caring words. I just wanted to quickly say you have all been seen and heard and very much appreciated, even if I didn't respond.
Good news, I am still recovering from my injuries. Tentatively I will be released from the hospital next Wednesday to home health care (we hope) and will be able to continue recovery there. We will see what the morrow brings.
Bad news, I have used up all my backlog of chapters and am now at the pivitol arch of the story, requiring time to put all the subplots together. The next several chapters are all intertwined, and likely need to be written together.
This dude was depressed as fuck when they wrote Where Blood and Fire bring Rest. I relate so hard to that because of all the shit that's happened to me.
Made it to track the progress of the story. Follow if you're interested.
Happy pony holiday because EVERYTHING MUST BE PONI 
Dammit, Hasbro. Your ships are all wrong!
(Well, except RainbowPie. Pink goes with everything.)
Dear Loyal Watchers, Interested Visitors, and Confused Passersby,
I've had a bad bit of luck as of late.
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