#24 · 3:09pm Mar 27th, 2019
Why dribble out the first bits of Default only to then splurge out the remain three parts all in one go?
WILD CARD, BABY!
"Fluff" in the same way what collects under the sofa is fluff.
Why dribble out the first bits of Default only to then splurge out the remain three parts all in one go?
WILD CARD, BABY!
The thing I always rather like while doing The Writings - both pony and non-pony - is the constant worry that this or that character will do something or act in a way that is less than reasonable or logical, that they might do something stupid for bad reasons.
Made the executive decision - on balancing what I read in the comments to the last thing - to break it up into smaller chunks, which I shall now dole out over the course of the following days. Because I'm bored.
We brought this on ourselves. It'll be horrible.
Here's a semi-legitimate concern:
Is there, like, a point at which the wordcount on something will lead to people preferring it broken up into smaller chunks? Or not?
The followup to Mistakes Were Made continues to chug along but it's coming in rather hefty and ain't even done yet, and while I'd be happy just dumping the whole soggy mess onto people's laps I have the nagging suspicion that that's Not The Done Thing Around Here.
Trying to grapple with how Jack thinks and acts again is tricky - and that might be because I did the last one five months ago, roughly.
Five months! Is that a long time or not? I feel like I've done a lot on here in a comparatively short time.
Or maybe I haven't?
At anyrate, for Jack I can see in my head some things that need to happen, but there are gaps, and those need filling. The end is clear, but how to get to it...
I felt bad having somehow got three different things in that magic front page box, however briefly. Felt like I should maybe not take up so much space.
I doubt anyone is getting confused or liable to get confused but, for the sake of clarity, I feel I should point out that unless explicitly stated all of these Anon's I'm throwing around are all different guys.
Given that I Could Leave didn't really have an ending per se, but rather just ended and given that I have something of a minor soft spot for stories that wrap up without really concluding anything I can't help but feel that the universe itself has moved to wield karma against me by having me read and finish Ringworld.
I possess an insatiable hunger for:
1) Grown-ass men making poor, often self-destructive decisions motivated by their tissue-thin neurosis, being fully aware they're making poor decisions but being so disconnected they simply can't bring themselves to care or stop.
Being reminded that John de Lancie was in Planescape: Torment has made my day, this must be incorporated somewhere, at some time, it simply must!
Have you forgotten the face of your father, Discord?
Hah! Beautiful! And hamfisted. But beautiful!