See, about two(?) months back, I had a very convincing dream that I edited my latest posted story, Roaring Twenties, like I had planned to based on the feedback I received.

I've recently realised I did no such thing. My mind fooled my brain.

Anyway, it came to my attention now as I work to finish my next story. So once that's up, I've put it in my schedule to look over my past works -- because technically, that would be a dream come true, right?

Hang in there, crew.

Any of you who follow me may have gotten more notifications in the past week from me than you have all year. Sorry!

So.

Today marks my second anniversary publishing to Fimfic -- and, in light of the eventful after-party that was last year, this year was sleepover at an old friend's.

Last year was Whiplash, this year is La La Land. Same director, and you can feel that in the details, but different energy, different colours.

Anyway.

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I gave my word when I said three days, and you bet on my principal as a writer you're gonna get it.

I still have 3 hours.

Wishing y'all well.

What happened to Braeburn? He was a cool dude. I liked him.

Haha, so that's it, huh?

I haven't been keeping up with the show for the last two seasons, but by chance found out that today the final episode was released. Funny how that works.

So I binged the last three episodes, and -- no spoilers -- I can confidently say its what I've known MLP to be since that ordinary day I first watched Feeling Pinkie Keen: something great, something charmingly, slightly disappointing, and something colourfully warm.

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I am deceased.

There is like half an hour left (but like cdt its an hour and a half? this confusion is half of my problems), and I need to edit the hell out of this fic because it hardly makes sense and i know ill wanna add things anyways hold off on reading it and also just know that i am dead inside and still have the audacity to panic okay bye.

And what a year it's been. I don't mean that in the best way, though; lots happened, and just as much didn't happen. So it goes.

But today marks a year since joining Fimfic officially (not counting the time I've ghosted the site), so I've gone on ahead and predictably made a blog post about it. Yaaaaaa_ay.

Except if I'm not focusing on a moment, I like to pass the moment by the reader as fast as life does so. So what this year has been, in bullet-fast summary, was:

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Just dropping in to say Merry Christmas lads, and Happy (Horse) Holidays; remember to propagate the kindness forward.

Neigh bells and all,
Sam.

So.

In writing the next chapter of Is This It (which I ended up scraping half of, then all of, then restoring half of again), I ended up taking a few small...writing distractions(?) that mostly never got finished.

The one that I did finish was Under The Streetlights, but this blog is all about the ones that didn't.

Neither have titles, but both start with 'Rarity'. So, firstly we have:

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So.

This one doesn't even have a title, but I think I had a good idea going here. I took the liberty of titling the blog post with what should have been the heading.

Anyway, another abandoned idea ahoy:

Rainbow Dash runs an apple black-market in the school cafeteria.

Applejack doesn’t know this.

Rarity wants to unload her week’s earnings of gossip on Applejack.

It doesn’t end well.

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