A crazy winter lover who likes to write, blog, and cartograph about the fun and inconsequential.
Early twenties, male, Northern Virginia native. And I read a LOT of fanfiction. More than anyone else I've met, at least face-to-face. If you're ever in need of a recommendation, hit me up.
"Writing is easy. All you do is stare at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead." ~Gene Fowler
I believe in my whole race. Yellow, white, black, red, brown in the honesty, courage, intelligence, durability and goodness of the overwhelming majority of my brothers and sisters everywhere
I'm older than your average brony, but then I've always enjoyed cartoons. I'm an experienced reviewer, EqD pre-reader, and occasional author.
An author that is no longer writing. I loved and learned a lot from being here. Thank you for appreciating my words!
Twilight floated a second fritter up to her mouth when she realized the first was gone. “What is in these things?” “Mostly love. Love ‘n about three sticks of butter.”
Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists.
Who can take a rainbow, color it with dew, graze under it with a cupcake or two, the Ponyman, oh the Ponyman can.
Music "enthusiast", a weirdly nice guy to talk to, has a hat rack, active imagination yet weak at applying it into words, tries to do things while "in the moment" and not thinkthings through.
Starting fresh after a few years! It's good to be back, and I hope you enjoy the stories I come up with. The world needs more, better fanfiction, and I'm here to deliver owo
Just someone who likes to feel things and have ideas. Reading seems to work pretty well for that.
Hunter, fisher, father, son, husband, rescue Greyhound owner, and occasional fanfic writer.
Once upon a time, in a forsaken land covered in ruin, there lived a curious digital archaeologist... who kept his eyes peeled for treasures of various kinds.