Larsurus

So I missed new year by a couple of months, big whoop!

Anyways, still writing on that story that's seemingly all over the place. A once simple idea has turned into a literal spider web of characters and plots. Why? Because I'm apparently not putting anything into my story without proper reason.
I'm currently at a point in the story that I thought I'd be at years ago. And dare I say it is the end stretch? Even more mindboggling is that the story takes place over a couple of days/weeks and yet it feels like years because I've been writing for so long!

Status: 
334225 words in total
688 pages
45 pages of cut out or rewritten material

I may have to start yet another google doc soon to keep loading times down  

Here's a question for those who still bother reading these journals: what would you call a small one-time-use magical orb that allows a user to teleport to a destination of their choosing? I chose the name "Teleprompt" due to the meaning of the word "prompt" (see below). Alas it's a very cheesy name as it is VERY close to "teleprompter" which is an entirely different thing. I would like a simple, marketable, and easy to say name while keeping it descriptive. EZ-Port. Quick Skip. Insta-Go. Something like that. Hmmm...

adjective, prompt·er, prompt·est.

I scoff and sigh at myself. Where does time go I wonder. And why am I not done yet?

This part of the story I'm writing now has grown way out of proportion and I'm just tagging along to se where it goes. While extremely long and tedious to write at moments, the end of this "chapter" is finally closing in. Amazing how a part of a story can evolve from something meant to be a small hint to a major plot. At this point it is two stories in one happening simultaneously. I'm just hoping I can manage to keep it all coherent with all the twists and turns happening. I might be shooting myself in the foot repeatedly, but we'll see

Status: 
248106 words in total
514 pages
37 pages of cut out or rewritten material

Cheers!

Well, another year has passed. 

I'm still working on that story you barely know anything about. 184790 words and 383 pages and counting. Been stuck on the latest chapter forever which alone is nearly 25000 words so far. Might have to split it up at some point.

Anyways, here is a little something about the story if you're interested:
So far there has been a lot of foundation building and mystery building concerning not only Equestria and the world before, but also an alternate dimension where malevolent monsters dwell. Long kept secrets are slowly being unraveled as the princess sisters find themselves fighting battles on multiple fronts. Celestia against a dual-minded dragon who threatens to bring war between their two races to further his quest to uncover an inconvenient truth about his kind, and Luna against the monsters of the dream realm who seek entry into the world of those they feast upon. And in the middle we find Meat Pony, a pony who was robbed from her family as an infant and grew up to be a slave to the dragon. The dragon who in turn was driven close to madness by reoccurring hate dreams about the helpless pony. Dreams brought forth by none other than one of the dream realm monsters.

Once free from the dragon's terrifying rule, Meat Pony ends up in Ponyville in a rather odd way with no idea that there even existed a world outside the cave she grew up in. After being mistakingly diagnosed with severe amnesia due to her inability to explain herself properly, Meat Pony is brough under the care of Twilight Sparkle who is rather keen on finding out more about the mysterious mare as well as the cause of the scruffy pony literally falling from the sky one day, and why she was found covered in a strange black anti-magic substance as well as blood that was not only her own.

Little does anyone know that upon finding out that Meat Pony had been set free, the monsters of the dream realm quickly chose her to be the vessel for their imminent invasion. Dark clouds gather over Ponyville as the monsters corrupt the minds of all those around her. How much ire and contempt can the already confused and frightened Meat Pony suffer before her will breaks and the monsters are allowed free reign over her mind and body? And will the princess hating dragon ever find a way to open the door he had Meat Pony digging for and claim the powers of the long lost dragon lord that he had sought to uncover for so long?

So that's the premise for the story, but there is a shit-tonne of other things going on that involves Nightmare Moon and other dangerous beings that currently lay in hiding.

I'd also like to point out that this will be an alternate reality story due to the show going in a different direction regarding dragons, the Elements of Harmony and possibly Changelings (haven't seen the last few episodes yet). In any case, it all takes place before Twilight gets her wings.

Yay for stories!

New year huh? Well that went fast.

Haven't really touched any art at all since my last journal entry. My mind has been completely focused on my story 99% of the time, and it still is. I've doubled the word count to a total of 137.000 lovely words, filling 290 pages and spanning across 49 shorter chapters due to a bit och back'n'forth hopping between characters and places. But the story is not done yet, though it is slowly getting towards the end... of part one

So, what have you guys been up to?

So... where have I been?

Right here. Perhaps a little more to the left. No no, that is too much, back up a bit. Yes, right there!

But seriously, "art" has not been on my priority list for some time as you may have noticed. Art-wise, I have only been fiddling with characters relating to the story I have been working on during this past year. And even that has not been much.

My focus has instead been on getting said story out of my head. Progress is still slow, seeing as I am no professional writer nor a native English speaker (as mentioned in the last journal), but at least there is progress! 65.000 words so far, translating to around 100-130 pages depending on font size. w00t!

I've tried to dedicate sundays as writing days and it has worked out quite well so far.

Writing is truly an art form in itself. I can only admire those who make writing seem so easy. And I can only hope that it gets easier the more you write.

Toodles for now! As stated above, I am still here. Heck, I check this site more often than I check my Facebook!