Returning · 6:58pm May 16th, 2015
I'm going to return to writing. Maybe not ponies, but something at least. If you have a wattpad, I'm on there under the name Cydox_Crescent. I'll post my none pony stuff there.
This cosmic dance of bursting decadence and withheld permissions twists all our arms collectively. But, if sweetness can win, and it can, then I'll still be here tomorrow to high-five you yesterday.
I'm going to return to writing. Maybe not ponies, but something at least. If you have a wattpad, I'm on there under the name Cydox_Crescent. I'll post my none pony stuff there.
I'm sorry for the long absence and lack of writing. I've been... busy to say the least. What with life and all.
Today was my last day of high school. I'm... a graduate. I've finished... it's over.
Is it supposed to feel this empty, this anticlimactic and shallow? Its almost meaningless yet it feels like everything is falling apart and coming together at the same time. I feel like I'm still a Sophomore goofing around but I'm... I'm so far away from that life. I've never been further.
For the past while I've gone without wifi and have been unable to do much anything. And I took a long ... looong break from writing. Kinda dealin' with life. Senior year of school, college recruiters, crappy luck and crappier family. But ... I'm back. It might not mean much, but I'm sorry.
Keep livin', I'll be posting something soon hopefully
Welp, in a week, I'll be done with my current studies and I will be back to full on writing (and goofing off in a manner fitting of the King of Procrasti-Nation). I got everything straightened out and I finally got some ducks to give. heh, you looked, right?
I'm proud to say that I'm about 1/4 of the way done with the first chapter of my Spikiara fic (at this time called Diamonds and Dragons) And I feel it's best to give you a little peek.
I made a mistake and now I'm hurting. I'm crying and I'm clutching my chest and sitting with this laptop not knowing what to write to make this pain go away. I was so foolish. So so foolish.
I'm sitting here wondering why it's man's nature to love. Why did this trait that causes so much grief evolve with us? Why are we so willing to open ourselves up to so much pain at the slight chance of happiness?
Welp... It's official! What's official you ask? Why it's A FREAKING AMAZING SHIP! Now made canon...ish!
I've been hoping since the last issue that Celestia and the Mirror!Sombra had some kind of romantic relationship. But, I figured they wouldn't do it and would just leave Sombra and Celestia as "really good friends" with anything romantic between them left to the misreading of the fans. Heh, boy am I ever glad to be wrong.
I've been thinking lately about my life. I started doing head canon blogs a while ago, and while I mean to do another soon, I realize that headcanons are not enough to understand what's going on in my stories. To really understand, you have to know me, and know what my life is and was like. And thanks to a little push yesterday, I'm going to tell you almost everything about my experience from the beginning. And, no, I'm not looking for pity, or sympathy, or anything. I merely want my story--the
I'm ... I'm ... dyin' so hard right now. Somepony call Mort, The Pale Pony (of Death), The Skull Stallion, The Rogue Reaper, The Grim Galloper!
Well, another day has come and gone, and I am closer to finishing the picture ... kinda.
Figured I should give you all another glance at my progress on the lil' thingy.
Holy crap ... there's that feeling of impending doom again. Wonder what it is.
That is all ...
Welp, it's official! I'm spreading my special brand of mediocrity to digital pony art. I can't do much without a base, but I'll edit it to fit my needs and make a crappy picture that I will be for no reason proud of.