One year ago today, I had an excellent idea for a My Little Pony fan-fiction.
One year ago today, I needed a place to publish it.
One year ago today, I found Fimfiction.net.
One year ago today, I found My Little Dashie on the same site.
One year ago today, I made up my mind.
One year ago today, I signed up for Fimfiction.
I can't believe that this much time has passed already. But as of today, January 3rd, 2018, My Little Dashie: The Aft5rlife was created one whole year ago! I'm happy with how it turned out. Although, there has always been that nagging feeling that it could've been received so much better if I had it up to the quality that it is now back when I first published it. But oh well, lesson learned. Anyway, I can't wait until the 21st when the anniversary of this story being published will be
IN WHICH I ATTEMPT TO BE CREATIVE
Green is not a creative colour! …Anyway, I'm awake at 3am again because I passed out between lunch and supper, so I decided to try and make a little sketch on a notecard of a map of part of EQG-land. Follow for details, if you dare (warning: nerd stuff)
I'm...not proud or too fond of this event. The only reason I'm speaking about it now is because some considerable time has passed. For those of you who remember the blog (this one), August 26th, 2017 was the morning I almost died.
Well, I wasn't able to keep my promise. I began work on Humility's updated version, made some nice headway on it, and then...just...so much happened. But I'm not going to echo the same excuses. Stuff happened, and Humility sat incomplete, and...I keep thinking about it and feeling like I left part of my best work unfinished. I suppose that's true.
As some of you might have already heard (or promoted), Estee is doing a contest. And not any contest but a one that both expects strange and out-there crossover ideas as well as (hopefully) doesn't give a leg up to those who write stories of high drama or deep romance but instead focuses on traditional cartoon silliness.
A few months ago, I had a vague recollection hit me about a weird blogpost Aragon wrote.
Yeah, yeah, really narrows it down, I know.
Anyway, the specific weird blogpost I vaguely recollected was one about how he wrote a gruesome cannibal story when he was a kid for a school assignment. I couldn't find it in his blogposts easily, so (after PMing him to ask if he'd even done such a thing, or if I was legit going crazy), I forgot all about it.
Hey! Not sure how many will still see this final entry. Been a minute, innit. And I'm afraid it'll probably be another minute; I've not returned to Fimfiction to stay. Also I'm sleepy as fuck rn cos I'm usually waking up four three hours from now so prepare for nonsense.
My ego, having swollen to the size of an overripe pumpkin over the course of the last half-year, drove me to Google Jelly God recently, and I came across a review of it from several years ago on a blog that is apparently managed by someone named Chris, which I think is actually a pseudonym for a colony of crab people.
PLEASE TELL ME IM NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO HAS ALREADY READ THE HIDDEN ORACLE
spoilers ahead
But seriously, Hasbro, more filly brushables, please. I'd love a Babs and a Diamond Tiara. And for the love of Celestia, make a show-accurate Rara with black hair. That, and I swore there was supposed to be a Cameo blindbag coming up, but I can't seem to find where I saw that news.
...that owls eating meat, and Spike framing Owlowiscious for the brutal murder of a mouse, is an actual plot point in Owl's Well That Ends Well. I'm not sure if this makes my story more, or less, canon compliant.
Not actually running for my life. It's a metaphor. Like how someone 'runs' for an accomplishment.
I thought I had enough money in my account to buy underwear and groceries at Target. I did not. Now, ten dollars, that's not too much. I'm sure I could find someone to sell a couple grams of God's green herb to to make that up. But then I forgot that Planet Fitness (the place I shower at since I live in my music studio) charges a $40 "Maintenance Fee" or whatever every July, rather than, you know, making their monthly rate like 3.5 bucks higher. So now I'm $49 in the red, and if I can't solve
This sounds horrible, but how do I stop caring so much? Everything is just breaking my heart and I'm shutting down and also stress eating. I'm so fucking privileged yet I do jack shit with it and just watch suffering all over the world from the comfort of my unaffected fortress. I hate myself so much.
How do I stop caring?
Since its a Halloween story based loosely off the Tell Your Tale shorts I really tried to get out the whole thing by Halloween, not happening. Really did an attempt for it though. Will be out next month pretty sure.
It's going to be a sequel to Cardboard Castles. Not focusing on Izzy and Sunny so slight difference in tone (but since I'm running with the ideas from that story (the whole 'we brought magic back and that's a good and bad thing cause we have no idea what that could bring back)
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.
New fic out, everypony! Won first place in a speedwriting contest! I haven't won first place in a writing thing since the first grade.
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