The world was grey, under a wet blanket, and Jack was walking home. His long black hair was slick and wet, sticking to the back of his long-sleeved shirt. The teen shivered as he walked, his arms clutching at his sides. He'd forgotten to bring a coat.

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I don't even. I'm just odd.

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All the old farts gather down on Broadway
Their silent poppers fading
Their clandestine clappers announcing
A death of salesmen
One with talons
Sharp claws
And a power quite fine
Kept in place
By a powder quite fine
Castles curse beneath the sea
I am the one, and you are the me
I am the hippogriff, and you are the stone
Please fart, my friend, and become your own

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I mean that title literally, as you might've noticed that I never published "Time". In fact, it's been almost two months since I finished the first rough draft of it, and since then, I've only bothered to look at the pre-readers notes once or twice, and have never gotten past the first few notes.

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I don't like bait-and-switch stories. They always have the same tired and old storyline...thing that could be interpreted wrongly, thing that could be interpreted wrongly, thing that could be interpreted wrongly, y'know I'm not doing this accidentally, right?, maybe it is the wrong thing, oh wait, no, you were wrong, haha, lets all have a good laugh about how awkward that all was!

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*WARNING* This blog post contains spoilers and what FiMFiction has decided classify as mature-rated subjects. *WARNING*

If you're just here for the preview, check the bottom of this post.

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Last night, I was listening to Pink Floyd's Time, like I've done so many times before. But this time, I actually read the lyrics, and was inspired to right a story. Now I've written 1921 words of it already. I have to go now, though, so I'll leave you with the song.

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Writer's block. The bane of us all. And it's rearing its ugly head.

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When I first became a brony back in late April of 2011, I had no idea that I would ever write pony fanfiction. I probably would've never gotten the idea to, as well, if it weren't for my friend (known as sirderpalot here) deciding that he would write a fanfic back in early January. This got me thinking of fanfiction ideas, and after thinking of a first idea that turned out had been done before (a Hangover crossover--that's a good fic, though), I happened to just randomly stumble upon

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SPOILER ALERT

I was going to start this off with a song quote, but I discovered that both of the sources I counted on actually didn't really have very good lyrics for this time. So, I'll just have to jump right into things.

I really like the ending I did, but if you think it was too soon, I explained my reasoning in the two paragraphs below. If you liked the ending already, feel free to skim them.

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Yay, alliteration! Anyways, a prereader has been chosen for Triple X. A lot of people asked for it (15 or so at last count), and a lot of them had good credentials, but in the end, I'm proud to announce I_Post_Ponies as the new prereader/editor. He (Wait, you are a he, right?) prereads stories over on Ponychan weekly by livestream, and his experience just made him the most logical choice. I'm sorry to all of you who were not chosen, but I

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