I don't have much to say that hasn't been said by others in better and more eloquent ways, so I'll have to make this short. (Also, I have to get a blog post out before Aragón makes all other BronyCon blogs obsolete.)
I don't have much to say that hasn't been said by others in better and more eloquent ways, so I'll have to make this short. (Also, I have to get a blog post out before Aragón makes all other BronyCon blogs obsolete.)
Inbound, haltingly, on the southbound Amtrak from New York to Baltimore, and if there are no further sinkholes in our path (other than the one) I hope to be in town by Wednesday night. Somehow I've managed to convince them to let me talk at this thing, but for everyone's greater good, these opportunities will be limited. Nonetheless, if you for some reason want to see me make a fool of myself, you may do so at the following times. (Places subject to change, please check your program.)
As we work our way through the ninth and final season of Friendship is Magic, it seems only natural that we, as fans, begin to look for capstone projects showcasing the best of our writing labors over the years. The folks at The Ministry of Image have assembled one such anthology--actually, a pair of volumes, focusing on the ever-popular topic of the Two Royal Sisters. You are reading this on my blog because my inexplicably-popular "Princess
As many of us gather around today for the twin holidays of Thanksgiving and Black Friday, honoring the black two-headed beast-god of American over-consumption (food and consumer goods, respectively), I would like to take a moment to shed the cynicism I admittedly just invoked and say that you people, all you folks in this weird little community, are high on the list of things I am thankful for. You have made my life brighter, funnier, (sometimes) sadder, and have altogether uplifted me by