As of today, it is precisely one month to Bronycon -- a convention at which I will be doing a number of writer's panels, including Crossovers, Original Characters, and Dark Stories. But then it occurred to me, gasp! I have barely written a thing since Bronycon last year! What if I arrive and someone asks what I've written recently? The shame would be eternal!

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Lonely evening stuck inside. Been working all day and need a break, but my roommate and my friends are all gone. Don't really feel like video games. It's raining outside. Read about as much ponyfic as I can in a day.

Sigh. Fine. I guess I need to do something this evening.

Time to judge others.

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It kicks ass.

It's crazy how much material got written or illustrated for Vision that never got used. Above is the first ever drawing of Epiphany, one of a collection of images of her that I ended up disliking and not using.

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This morning, my girlfriend woke up a bit frisky. She was flirting with me, but I wasn't really flirting back. I wasn't rejecting her of course, but she could tell it was a bit of an effort for me to keep acting interested. And so she asked, "What's wrong?"

I explained that my dreams last night had involved sex, but I wouldn't really call them enjoyable, and it had left me a bit out of sorts.

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So, you all may have noticed that not a lot of writing has been occurring in GaPJaxie land recently. Or activity of any kind really. I promise, I haven't forgotten you all, and I'm just as excited about the show and FiMFic as I've ever been. It's just for the last year or so, I sit down to write, and then suddenly...

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Stuck in a New York hotel room. Lost my voice -- literally totally unable to speak -- so it's not like I can hit the town. TV is boring. Already read all the ponyfic I can in a day.

Sigh. Fine. I guess I need to do something this evening.

Time to judge others.

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“No no, I got this, I got this!” Twilight giggled, as she swirled her hooves around the crystal ball. “Okay, mystical orb of Fate’s Destiny, peer through the mists of linear existance and show me, uh…” A smile tugged at her lips. “The next time Big Mac is going to take a long shower.”

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