Hey everyone, I know it's been a while since I left you last, so I'm here with a quick update.
Writing for all MLP related things is at a standstill. I've had a severe lack of confidence in myself ever since the last chapter of TaE. And with recent events, I was teetering on the point of giving up entirely.

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Hey there Pones and Humones.

I figure I owe you guys something after nearly 7 months of silence on TAE, as well as 4 months for Shattered.

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*watches Episode 100*
*Goes to geek out with friends*
*Friends have not seen episode.*
*Cries*

My spark burns everything I care about to the ground. That makes much more sense. Here I thought it had to do with being creative. What a joke that is. I mean, it's not like I've ever succeeded in anything. Hell, what's the point in even trying? The best I've ever gotten is pity.

I'm feeling less like 'Windsilver' and more like myself each day...

YEEEEEEEEEEAH!

Big Mac = Hoofball CONFIRMED

Also, I apologize for not doing much in the terms of writing, my sister apparently broke the keyboard on my laptop. My "i", "k", and"," keys are broken. And I have to use a virtual keyboard to substitute the keys every few seconds. I want to get it fixed before I do any typing, cause this is annoying...

Anyway...

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA PONIES

Yeah, I did another thing. I know that TAE isn't done, but this was something I'd been planning for a while and I just felt that now was the time I needed something new.

Anyway, hope you like it!
Or not. Either way it's over here: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/218118/together-and-equal-shattered

Yes, it's that time again. New chapter, publish button troubles, pretty sure it didn't send out an update because the same chapter was "re-published". Or something along those lines. Anyway, enjoy! And don't forget to yell at me to fix mistakes.

So, I don't know what happened. I didn't click "publish" by accident for once. I literally just opened the story to do a bit of work on the next chapter...

Danggit. Nothing new yet, and for once not my fault.

Why does the answer always have to be inside of you?
Why am I the only one who can answer my own questions?
Why can't this "answer" be on a bright neon sign outside my window?
Why can't this answer be taught in schools? Or given to you in a little slip of paper, at birth, that you can only open when you turn 18? So that you will always search for the answer, but you're safe in the knowledge that you have the answer close at hand?
Why?
WHY?
WHY?!