Yesterday, my pal GaryOak and I met to workshop one another's new stories. He wrote a clopfic involving Alicorn Twilight, and I wrote some sort of weird character-driven thing.

Today, the finale came out. And while the canon actually enhances his story, it tears mine a new plot hole. But that's not the worst of it. Here's some of Twilight's dialog from my story. Bear in mind, I wrote it earlier this week.

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[A/N: Obviously, this isn't my new story. But I hope it will whet your appetites until the thing is done.]

"'Scuse me, Mister. Are you H.V. Fearcraft?"
A tired-looking grey stallion looked up from his salad and regarded the three fillies who stood beside the outdoor cafe table where he sat, staring up at him with wide eyes.
"In the flesh," he said. "And, for that matter, the bone."

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"Yo, H.V., where's the new story you promised us?"

Usually, this is the part where the procrastinating author gives reasons involving writer's block, or real-life interruptions, or something. But this past month, I've been going through a crisis of faith. I seriously considered leaving the fandom.

By "seriously," I mean I had a resignation letter typed and ready to go. But I decided to sleep on it for a couple of days, and in the end, realized I only needed a break.

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My pal v-invidia was kind enough to draw this. Big thanks, v! Truly, you have captured my essence.

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In 1986, a few months before I was born, my father suffered a catastrophic accident.
While demolishing a rooftop, he slipped and fell, impaling himself on a broken board. It had earlier been thrown from the roof, and was stuck upright in the mud.
When the paramedics reached him, he was holding his innards in with his hands. He looked up at them and said, "Get me a doctor."
So they did.

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Thanks to Darkmane for thinking of the last one.

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"Greetings, exalted sovereign," the explorer said. "I am Grokknaw, from the planet Xutar. I come in peace."
"Greetings yourself," the figure on the throne replied. "I am Princess Molestia, and I come all over the place."

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This is the third part of the ongoing saga of Horse Voice and his pony-clueless friend Bob.
There's a funny epilogue to that second story. The day after Horse pranked Bob with the Twi plot image, his computer started having hardware problems. It would function for about thirty seconds before freezing. Luckily, Horse was able to quickly make use of those seconds, and change the desktop background.

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I'd like to give a big "Thank You" to Passerby for recommending "The Writing on the Wall" on spacebattles.com. And to the folks coming from that thread, I give a warm welcome. I'm always glad to show people a good time.

For those wondering, "The Writing" is mentioned near the bottom of this page: http://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/mlp-rec-thread-5.219890/page-124

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Lately, I've been writing microfictions. I find it's a good way to stretch creative muscles when one is not in the mood for something more involved. Aspiring authors, take note; this may be a good way to get out of a rut.

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"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned," said Horse Voice, though he wasn't Catholic.
"What is this sin, my son?" asked the minister.
"I kind of like pony stories with humans in them," Horse said.

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On September 14th, a little-known brony, Sunderbraze, posted a novel-length story called "Equestrian Elite: Tartarus Infernum". It's really good, but because he posted the whole thing at once, only 133 people have seen it, as of this writing.

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