So for a while I've had aspirations of being a Bronycon Fanfic panelist. And for a little while but actually not really, it seemed like it could even maybe happen.
Chase the sun, and it will smile upon you.
So Obselescence recently posted a site blog, and aside its helpful legitimate message, it ended with the story example 'Twilight Sparkle Eats a Peach'.
As of this blog, there are now at least four stories in the Peachverse, including the one that I just crash wrote because omgpeachespeaches.
So I may have released a story this morning. It's a little thing, but I like it.
And up goes the most blatantly original of my stories to date, wherein I layout some broad geography, plop down a mystical oasis and city around it, and then use that as a wrench to pry open Luna's past.
So I made a recent essay/diatribe blogpost that, overall, succeeded most in attracting unexpected drama. But we're going to skip over all that to the important part at the very end of it.
Therein, I said that I had some things coming up. That people should get excited, because big things were coming.
Well, big things are here, people.
I've been thinking lately. Those of you who spend any serious amount of time talking to me, or those of you who really dig in when you read my work, may have noticed that this is a habit of mine.
I ponder things. I like to have complete thoughts and ideas that hold up under scrutiny, and this translates in my writing; it's one of the reasons why it's so sparse.
So that social experiment I mentioned for this weekend? Prep work took a touch longer than expected, but we're going gold.
Give the somewhat anemic response to the initial feelers, this may end up getting little to no interest. On the other hoof, it might end up being unexpectedly swamped. The scotch and rockmusic will flow regardless.
Before we begin, I'll lay down some things: