I'm not a pony, but I sure act like one.
You know, a former, jaded and cynical version of me used to turn my nose up at blog posts like these, for the mere fact that they were so expected and trite. Count your blessings on Thanksgiving? Pshaw, everyone does that! Imma be the cool and edgy kid and go against the crowd!
To all my followers who are surely flabbergasted that a notification has popped up in their box regarding the long-forgotten Tayman: you probably expect some questions to be answered. Why hasn't he made a peep since he blogged about Bronycon last year? Is he still alive? Is he still writing? Does he actually live in a remote North Dakotan cave and access the internet using a rusty crank generator?
So, due to a confluence of good fortune that has no sensibility existing for a pasty midwest kid like myself, (North Dakota is such a frigid winter wasteland that the government will bleed the coffers for smart cookies to remain in the state proper and not flee for greener pastures like a Japanese baseball player jumping seas to play in the illustrious and testosterone sweating MLB. Thus, free college!), I recently had the benefit of purchasing a pink pony to offer as tribute to the one true
Here's a generic sad image to set the tone of this blog post.
A few weeks ago, I wrote a bad humor fic that doubled by amount of followers, to around 160. I must admit, it was quite flattering that a cheap story I churned out in a few days got me more attention than stories I put more work into.
Well, I have a new story up, and this time it's a first attempt at comedy. A cheap attempt. Despite what you might think, I did NOT write this to attempt to cash in on the success of adult humor fics that FIM Fiction has experienced lately, thanks to Friendly Uncle. No, I've had this idea for a while, and only just wrote it.
Well, even though chapter one was already uploaded, my editor recommended rewriting chapter one to better set up the rest of the story. Trust me when I say the rewrite is WAY better and definitely more poignant than the first version I had.
Okay, well, not really.
But! A couple of things, here. First, I have a new story up!
Synopsis: Octavia has been tuning her cello for way too long, and Lyra is getting sick of it.
Page generated in 0.019 seconds
Total duration
1,027 users online
236,535 hits today, 2,280,440 yesterday
My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Fanfiction
Designed and coded by knighty & Xaquseg - © 2011-2024
Support us
SubStar
Chat!
Discord
Follow us
Twitter
MLP: Friendship is Magic® - © 2024 Hasbro Inc.®
Fimfiction is in no way affiliated with or endorsed by Hasbro Inc.®
