No New Chapter Today · 1:42pm Oct 27th, 2023
It's been a long, looooong time since I blogged, so. Hi. I'm still here. Still exist. My lack of activity is not due to lack of interest but lack of things to say.
Inconsistently making my favorite ponies miserable since 2011
It's been a long, looooong time since I blogged, so. Hi. I'm still here. Still exist. My lack of activity is not due to lack of interest but lack of things to say.
Chapter 2 of the reboot of Not All Who Wander Are Lost is up and active. Unfortunately, I have discovered that publishing an update of an old chapter does not send out notifications that a new chapter has been published--at least as far as popping up in the 'latest updates' and fimfic notifications is concerned. Honestly, I'm not sure what I'll do with the new chapters of the reboot beyond this. Considering that the changes in these coming chapters are significant compared to the original
Thank Tayman for this quality meme.
This will be a weekly blog series, posted on Saturdays, related to my attempts at writing. As this is the first blog of this type, it will also be the longest. Future update blogs will be posted on Saturday as well but probably not nearly as lengthy as this one. So buckle in: it's gonna be a long one.
I could start this blog with a long, rambling monologue about what lead to the state of Not All Who Wander Are Lost. Its odd birth, its unfortunate comatose state, long detailed explanations why the fic essentially died so long ago. I'm not going to waste all of your time with that. If you have questions, I'll try to answer them in the comments, but that's not the point of this blog. Instead, I'm going to keep this brief and give the basic information. After all, for many of you who have read
It is three in the afternoon and I am wandering around with a coffee cup in hand and a robe on. If there’s one thing I can be assured of when it comes to pony conventions, it’s that they always end with my sleep schedule completely out of whack.
Part Two: Baltimore: or “How I Learned to Start Worrying and Loathe the Line."
Or: Reason # 434 Why Razed Should Not Be Allowed Pun Privileges
Disclaimer: Much of this blog was written going off around 2 hours of sleep. There will most likely be contradictions, confusion, and grammar errors out the wazoo. You have been warned.
So, yeah, I'm still alive. I can't even begin to count how many times I've had to make that statement due to a prolonged absence of some sort, but suffice to say... yeah, I'm still here.