May Twenty Ninth, Saturday. Oh, boy, what a Saturday. I never planned on my next Saturday being like this, the end of the world as we know it notwithstanding. Today I finally got to a couple of things I had planned on, but not before a couple of things I hadn't planned on. Recall the frantic lady we met yesterday? She had another episode today. This same morning before we got down to business, I also had a run in with the kind lizard woman. Vinnie. An incident involving a drink. And

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I have been busy again. Busy making me speedy recovery. Having the bug by me side has been the best thing in my life. He makes my pain subside, leaves me feeling empty, and fall asleep, or like I should do so. I woke up stronger than I was the evening before, but still not like it's enough to get up out of bed. Sweet Stuff has been keeping me company for moral support, even if she doesn't do anything physical.

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I couldn't believe it. Would not. There's just no way. After years of stashing away a fortune, stuff my mattress with cash, run my own business, this witch just takes it all away from me in an instant. Worse, I lose my neighbor. There's just no justice. Is it right? Is it fair? No, no, absolutely not! I'll get her. I'll get her if it takes me a century. If it is the last thing I ever do! If I have to use this flask she gave me and its contents, I will.. but I won't use them yet.

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I can't stand it. I'll not go back to that hellhole. I saw what it did to Alex, and I'll not let it get to me. I had the wind knocked out of me, and rapidly felt weak just being in that car. No way they'll drag me into their cavern. I was boozing myself to oblivion per usual when the HPI scum tried to buy me out of the place. Fortunately for me, and for Vinnie, she stood her ground. She didn't sell me out. Yet when they fled with news they'd come back for us, we all took off. I don't

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Alex.

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In light of something recently, I thought I would share a little story about myself, and some advice relevant to it.

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The eighteenth of June, Sunday. As promised, the Hadleys did as they told. Along with Val, Will, Sweet, and Anthony, we got in and went to the coastline. The arrangements weren't tough as they otherwise would be, as each of us is easily half our original size, give or take. None of us have actually measured. Where it would be one to a seat, we may now sit two to a seat. Then I suspect folding and compacting is a thing, you know.? Same mass, smaller package and all that. Like origami.

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Probably should have done this a long time ago but eh, I'm stubborn and slow and I love my AIM and my Skype. Anyone who wants to hit me up for a chat or wants to recommend any groups can send me a PM, I'll share my info with ya.

The murderer
Apology

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With a bunch of real-life stuff coming up in the next month, I figured it might be a good idea to talk about what my plans are for future artwork and what my watchers can expect in the coming months. Right now I have two requests to do, and after that requests will be closed for a while. This is because while I like doing requests, I had no idea I would get so many when I first opened them, and I really need to focus on my own projects for a while (seriously though, I have a 10-page Word

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I'm just posting this to say that I am quiting FiMFiction, the Brony and MLP Community, and either going to move somewhere far-away from any One I have ever known, or am going to off My self. I said I would wait and see if anything else would happen here to decide whether or not I would stay, but things in general are getting too-much for me to bear.

I apologise to all of you.

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I don't know what I should do. I've been stuck here in this vacant, mostly deserted world for twelve days now, almost two entire weeks, and not another soul have we seen for days, in spite of our efforts. Actually, I have noticed something. There are twelve of us, and twelve days have passed since everybody vanished, and we few have reappeared. Me, Anthony, Angela, Will, Vinnie, Sam, Pickering, the Hadleys, Sweet Stuff, Val De Lump, and Joanna. Yes, the dog has a name. Shall I tell about

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Where is Everybody? Once again that question comes to plague my mind. With good reason. I miss Eloise. Yet I have effectively distracted myself well enough by keeping myself occupied with my insect friend and by eating and by burning. But the inevitable will inevitably drive us crazy. I don't know about the others, but I still want more than ever to know where the hell the rest of all sentient life on earth has gone.

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Well guys, it happened again. No not another chapter, although that is technically true. What I'm saying is that I've gone through another shift in my evolution as a writer.

Let me explain.

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Who do I write stories for?

Well, I write stories for both of us: Me and you.

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Final Fantasy X was my childhood as I would repeatedly play the game no matter. Heck I even tried a No Sphere Grid challenge just for fun! I'm still relatively surprised that to this day, only this guy managed to legitimately defeat Dark Anima in a NSG challenge... That's something alright and it's the most luck-reliant battle ever

...to improve my writing.

Recently, I've been extremely interested in a POV known as "3rd person objective". It's mostly used in news reports and scientific journals, but when it meets fiction, I have found that it can create some really compelling and all around awesome stories that I aspire to write.

The basis is very simple: only convey to the reader what is evident. This means you can not write about what a character thinks or how they are feeling.

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For the past month, Vinnie and I have been having the time of our lives. It's now late July, and I've been digging and barreling myself to this wonderful hot blooded reptile woman. She's been very receptive to me, and we've been so happy across the street in this little house from Alex and co. My good friend Val De Lump has been behaving and scooting over to this humble abode for his intake of emotions, and ours have been very powerful. I have been using my mouth to write in this here

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