I've gotten addicted to writing angst cuddles and HiE stories.

And I feel that it will lead to some bad times if I don't stop.

I've kinda got addicted to my own crack. It's like I've cracked a code. Plot. Strong Character. Angst. Cuddles. Regina going ga-ga over the beats and my own prose. Make it pretty. Make it hurt.

I can't stop snorting my own product, holy shit.

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Before I talk about what managed to piss me off this time, I wanna clear the air regarding In The Land of The Fuzzy-Wuzzies.

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Outside the real-life situations that goes on, yeah.

So as you readers know, the last thing I published was In The Land of The Fuzzy Wuzzies, a HIE fic that was written for the purpose of me getting back into writing.

With the second chapter, I knew I wrote myself into a bind.

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That title up there is so beautiful but seriously, maybe it should have been.

My latest fic, In The Land of The Fuzzy Wuzzies, runs off three important things: Awkwardness, Awkwardness and platonic intimacy i.e. your snuggles and cuddles and best friend bundles. But all three of those things have been tempered by the fact that this story was born from some dumb ideas.

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Just as I was dusting off a draft of The Etiquette of Mounting, I had an idea to write something stupid. Not that I'm implying Anon in Equestria fics to be typically stupid but that I just wanted to write a Anon fic stupidly. And let me tell you how much I failed.

I gave the poor guy a name.

Whelp. That happened.

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