Nuked my notifications.

Just let it go.

For some reason, though, I still have three comment notifications left over, nothing shows up in the inbox when I click on it.

I've been doing digital coloring for something over a decade now. I'd like to think that I've gotten better even though it doesn't always feel like it, and one of the reasons for that is because of how agonizingly long it takes me to color things most of the time. There was a time when I could finish lining and coloring and shading a picture in a single day, now it's a process that takes me days or weeks depending on how complicated it is, even after I stripped out steps like doing colored lines.

As a result of this, and my poor spending habits, I gradually accrued more pictures than I could ever hope to complete. For context, last week my "things to work on" folder had more than seven hundred files in it--not individual pictures, mind you, since every picture is represented by at least one image file and at least one project file, but that's certainly still hundreds of pictures. Some of these have been sitting in that folder for years without being completed, some so long that they still only have SAI files instead of SAI2 files. And some of these pictures are things that just don't really matter anymore, so there isn't even much point in going back to them.

I have already been posting some pictures without shading for a while now, because I need to accept that some pictures just don't need to be shaded. In the weeks to come, however, I am going to be posting a lot more pictures that have been on the backlog for a long time. Some of them will be getting small touch-ups, mostly added backgrounds, nothing major. Maybe I'll end up going back to some of them in the future, if I find a way to get better about how I handle shading.

I've been neglecting to post any kind of update for a while and at this point there are a lot of things to talk about.

What have you been writing?

Last year I started working on Rhinestones, the bimbopunk origin story. This project has been going on and off since then and it's currently sitting at more than two hundred pages. I haven't touched it in a while at the time of this writing, I was experiencing some frustrations back at the start of summer.

Since then there were several other long projects I tried starting on. A Breath of Euphoria was the only one that got finished and that was still with some difficulty. I tried working on a sequel to It Suits You which got stalled out. I had two different attempts to write something for Milotic Day and neither one panned out. I haven't been able to pick a single thing to settle on for a while, and every time I get a new idea that I'd be excited to try I get frustrated knowing that the other projects on my backlog are going forgotten.

The most complete writing I've been doing for a while is for drabbles. I started doing these over a year ago as an exercise to improve spontaneity and get out ideas in a more digestible format. The problem with them has gotten to be that I'm getting more sluggish, which means it takes longer to complete them and then I have less time to do writing, and any time I miss a day it feels like more of a failure.

All drabbles and unfinished projects are available through my Patreon. I have been wanting to make some form of drabble content packs that can be purchased but I haven't gotten around to figuring out how best to do that yet, as I've been neglecting to do for years now. My parents got me paranoid about the idea that I need to have my own platform set up or else I'm going to lose a cut on any sales that I make.

What happened to those commissions?

The short version is that I've been so terrified of the notion of taxes that I've been unable to muster the will to try doing more commissions.

I've also had people asking me about coloring commissions lately, which is something that I don't know if I have the capacity to do, I'm so consistently unsatisfied with my coloring efforts that I don't feel I'd be able to perform adequately for something that I'm getting paid for, nor do I even know how much I could reasonably charge.

Why have there been so few streams lately?

Things haven't been going very well for the past few months.

My computer is well and truly hitting a breaking point. Somewhere between Windows 10 support ending and my decision to switch from Chrome to Firefox, performance started getting a whole lot worse. It feels like every week something new happens to get me stressed out. Computer randomly restarts over night, drivers break, graphics glitch out, the chug is worse than ever, nothing is ever consistent long enough for me to get comfortable. I desperately need to get a new computer, but even that itself is a cause for stress because I'd really rather not get Windows 11 and I don't feel that I'll be able to handle switching to Linux.

Then around the same time that all started, I began to feel more acutely aware of how poorly I've been treating my hands for so long. This is most obvious when it comes to art, I've had poor posture for a long time, but it also applies to writing and gaming, so all the things that I could be doing are potentially just exacerbating this problem. I don't often feel pain but there's a distinct sense that I'm not entirely well, and this is enough to make me too anxious to do anything.

I've also been increasingly worried about my finances during this time. I've been trying to work more frequently but all too often things just don't work out with my substitute job, it gets me worried that I might have to lower my standards and accept jobs I don't want more often. Getting more sub work, however, cuts into my time and energy to do anything else, contributing to fewer streams and less art completed. It would be ideal if I could get paid for my art but, well, see above commission complications. This has ripple effects compounding all the other problems, making me all the more conscious of the expenses that will go into getting a new computer, worrying about going to Anthrocon next summer, getting new art, and so on. There has been some alleviation to this problem recently thanks to a big check from my grandmother, but I still have to be more cautious about my spending.

All of this has been contributing to me not feeling as readily capable of streaming as I once was.

tl;dr

I'm stressed the fuck out and I don't know what to do.

Wasn't I supposed to open for commissions again? Uhhhh...

Hey did you know that last month I wrote a drabble for a collaborative transformation-based project?

Well I did and now it's available for your perusal!

https://ifeelodd.itch.io/scuzz

Read about the ramifications of being a bimbo candy unicorn and over a dozen other oddities!

Thanks to  Ifeelodd for letting me participate and  drgn for informing me of it! <3

The drabble will be posted by itself later this week.

The drabble commissions have gone over reasonably well so far. That said I'm going to be closing them now for the time being since I can't guarantee that I'll have the time to write over the next few days and definitely won't be streaming. After I get back from my trip I'm going to be looking into opening again for more slots over the summer, in addition to revamping my Patreon to better synergize with the commissions.

And that trip that I'm going on is indeed to Pittsburgh for Anthrocon. I'm leaving tomorrow and I'm going to be rooming with  Klussnave,  da-end, and  Grav. I haven't worked out my whole schedule yet but I know I want to go to the visual novel meetups, the fatfur meetups, and the .hack//ENEMY gaming panel. I hope I'll get to see some of you there. :)

You can apply for them with this form.

I will be taking five slots, slots will be handpicked, I want to get these done before July 2.

Slots:
- DONE
- DONE
- DONE
- DONE
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With the possibility of commissions nearer and nearer on the horizon, it's worth giving some idea of what exactly can be expected from this opportunity.

I started doing exercise drabbles as a means of improving my writing efficiency. Many of them were my own design but a significant number were written with prompts from my supporters on Patreon. The instructions for these were simply to provide a character and then I'd do what I felt like with them. For commissions I want to allow clients to have a little more sway over what happens, but this is going to necessitate laying down some groundwork.

Drabbles are meant to be very short and simple and to-the-point. We're looking at a range of 500 to 1000 words, maybe a little more. These are supposed to be warm-ups I can complete in a single sitting before going on to the actual work for the day.

You can see multiple examples of drabbles here:
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59717441/
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59884737/
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/61286080/
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/61286165/
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/61286225/
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/61286289/

When thinking about the content for a drabble, I would suggest bearing two points in mind:

1) How much preamble do you want?

2) Be wary of "and then" plot beats.

To help illustrate both of these, let's look at the 2/6/2025 drabble. The core conceit of this piece is "Rarity gives Rainbow Dash some clothes that cause her to grow." What it ended up being, though, was "Rainbow Dash annoys Rarity with her careless cum antics and then Rarity gives Rainbow Dash some clothes that cause her to grow." It easily could have been a few hundred words shorter if I'd started right at the point where Rarity puts the shorts on Rainbow. Obviously the end product still fits within the desired boundaries, and I would say it's all the better for it, but it's worth being conscious of these factors, especially if word count/price going too high is a concern for you.

Also as a reminder, prices will be going up to 4 cents per word, or $20 for 500 words.

My schedule got pushed back by various circumstances but I would still like to get a few of these in over the next couple weeks, so be on the lookout for the proper opening within the coming days.

Hello.

Some of you may remember that back in 2020 I closed my commissions and I have stated multiple times since then that I had no plans to reopen.

Well, times change and cash becomes increasingly necessary.

The biggest reason that I stopped taking commissions was that they took up too much time I could be using for my personal projects, which became pertinent when I started working on novel-length stories. I needed to be able to do commissions without significantly disrupting the flow of my work.

More recently, I started doing dailyish drabbles to get practice in and push out some of the simpler ideas I'd like to do. That's a far more manageable thing for me to do quickly. So what if I were to open up for doing those for people?

Here are the things you need to know at the moment:

1) I AM NOT OPENING RIGHT NOW.

I will be opening for these commissions sometime next week. I want to be able to get a few of these in before I go to Anthrocon. This should give y'all some time to think about what you want. Please do not start asking me for anything just yet, there will probably be a form for sign-ups.

2) BEAR IN MIND THAT THESE ARE EXTREMELY SHORT.

The intent with these is that they're something I can do quickly in a single sitting, something to warm up for my daily work. Ideally they are 500 to 1000 words, sometimes a little longer. This is a single scene with not too much going on.

For examples of the kind of content you can expect from this, check out these collections:
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59717441/
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59884737/
(I'll be posting some more selections over the coming week.)

3) PRICES WILL BE GOING UP.

The fact of the matter is that I have effectively been charging below minimum wage ever since I started doing commissions and I can't do that anymore.

From now on I will be charging 4 cents per word, or $20 for 500 words, currently still using the old tier-gating system but that might change.

Keep all this in consideration. I will post another announcement soon to confirm when the opening will be.

Casual reminder that if you want to financially support my work, you can pledge to me on Patreon to see early previews of my unfinished work and the drabbles that don't get publicly posted, as well as make suggestions for things that I work on.

You can also make one-time donations on my Ko-Fi.

Thank you for your understanding and support.



Also for the record coloring commissions are not being considered at the moment.

Given the present outage that we're still going through, I figure it would be prudent to remind my viewers that I have a Bluesky. This account is curated more than my twitter account had been, I do a lot less reposting so there's more focus on my own posts. I post some unfinished pictures and previews there before they go up here. It's still not a place for posting writing, but I can post screenshot-style previews of writing, and I've started doing this to post teasers for the content available on my Patreon.

I also want to make another reminder that, by supporting me on Patreon, you get access to works in progress, such as my current longform novel Rhinestones, and to the exercise drabbles that I write on a near-daily basis, which you also get the opportunity to make suggestions for.

When I see my friends talking about their art, their characters, their interests, I often see them talk about themselves in very literal terms.

"Do this to me."

"You look so hot in this picture."

Non was never like that for me.

Non was never "me."

He's been changing in various ways for many years now and I don't think I've ever been completely satisfied with him.

I've put more value into presenting myself through other characters--Rarity, Krystal, Asriel, et al.

I've been thinking more and more lately about having a completely different persona.

I don't know how to articulate myself enough to make that possible.

Casual reminder that I stream most days on Piczel, usually in the afternoon and evening.

On these streams I work on my writing, giving you an opportunity to see works in progress and some stories that don't get posted.

I play movies and shows while working on art and I love having conversations about what's on screen.

Sometimes I also stream playthroughs of games--as of this writing we're nearing completion of the original Ace Attorney trilogy.

I'd really appreciate if you considered coming to watch sometime.

:)

It's always been really easy to think about the things I didn't do, the things I wished I had done.

So we're going to think about the things I did do.

I did a lot of writing and art this year, a lot of projects that I'm proud of.

I have been making efforts to improve my capacity for spontaneity.

I refurnished my bedroom so now I have a decent space for living and work.

I went to a true furry convention for the first time.

I am working to overhaul my Patreon.

I feel accomplished.

My favorite projects that were uploaded this year were probably What Does It Feel Like? and Krystalline Facets.

But my most favorite projects are some that haven't been uploaded yet, one which shall be posted in the coming days and one which will be formally announced soon.

I'm hopeful that next year I will be able to do more great things.

If you are so inclined, please comment with your personal favorite Non upload from 2024.

I've actually had a bluesky account for a while but I'm only just now dusting it off since, y'know, the x site is crashing and burning extra hard now.

Beyond that though, I've also compiled a linktree page with as many relevant locations as I can think of, this is also posted on my front page.

I'm conscious that, out of all of these, none of them is really a proper back-up gallery for me, all of them are locations that are only really suited for a particular kind of the content that I produce (including the AO3 account that I also haven't used for anything yet). I'm not sure what other sites I'd consider using.

Feeling like I'm really having a hard time with motivation lately.

I'm making progress with Rhinestones, I feel like I could keep plodding away at it without much difficulty if I really wanted to, put all my focus into it and maybe get it done before the end of the year.

But I don't want to do that, I want to still be able to devote time to smaller projects when the inspiration strikes me.

The general malaise of tiredness which I am overwhelmed by more often than not doesn't help matters, it's been making it harder and harder for me to do the full 2k-word days that I used to do, sometimes just not writing at all, that's not enough output for me to do everything that I want.

I'm also increasingly self-conscious about the art I've been putting out, wary that I've been cutting corner after corner, it's not satisfying to me and I don't know how to get better in a way that matters.

I'd stream myself playing games, just so that I'm doing something to show that I'm active, but any time I try to do that I only succeed in getting frustrated because streaming gameplay is a form of content that requires far greater audience interaction than anything else I do.

The general disdain of people which I harbor within doesn't help matters either.

There's clearly something that I need to change.

Live more healthily absolutely.

Probably start going to therapy again.

Moving out of my parents' house would be ideal but that's a pipedream.

I'm hitting the ceiling and I don't think I'm going to be able to break through.

When will wings of ivory carry us into the sky?

When will our hooves’ thunder pulverize the concrete into dust?

When will the keening of our horns sing through the air?

When will every step be accompanied by the swaying of a tail?

When will we embrace with our warm fur and cool scales?

When will we receive the flesh we were promised?

When will we no longer have to contend with this pallid hairy meat?

When will our abominable physicality cease its unending afflictions upon us?

When will we be permitted to love?



Anyway, Anthrocon was cool, hoping to go back next year.

Now that my uncomfortable medical procedure is behind me, I can feel confident in saying that, yes, I will be going to AnthroCon this year. After glancing over the schedule it looks like I'm going to be trying to hit up a bunch of writing panels. Hopefully I'll get the chance to meet some of you.

On July 14, 2015, Harper Lee's novel Go Set a Watchman, sequel to To Kill a Mockingbird, was published to significant acclaim and controversy. The plot of the story concerns Jean Louise Finch (known to most as Scout) coming home and making the discovery that it is a place rife with bigotry and hatred. It is a realization that shakes her to her core, makes her feel unsafe around her own family and childhood hometown. This of course is a sentiment which is likely to be shared by many of the readers, who have been familiar with this story and its setting for decades. Atticus Finch in particular is idolized as one of the great characters of American fiction, between the original book and his iconic portrayal in the movie adaptation.

There has been an argument about whether this book should have been published at all, whether Harper Lee, who is understood to have written it before its more famous predecessor and then shelved it indefinitely, was taken advantage of in her old age. I think, however, that it is extremely important to get this recontextualization of the story, and perhaps it was even for the best that it be published so many decades later instead of following shortly on the heels of the original. The world needed time to grow up, to reach a more mature understanding, just like Jean Louise did. The cruel reality is that, where To Kill a Mockingbird represented an idealized reflection of childhood, Go Set a Watchman presents the understanding that comes with adulthood, and with it the shattering of memories that were once precious to us. Innocence, once lost, cannot easily be reclaimed.

...Yes I know Lindsay Ellis basically did this exact introduction in her Hobbit trilogy, but since I've been reading these books recently it's hard not to think of them.

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On July 30, 2019, I left home to go to BronyCon, a trip that would last nearly a week. It was my fourth time going to the event, and it was shaping up to be a big deal since this was the last year it would be taking place. Over the course of all my visits, I'd gotten to meet a lot of people in-person, people whom before I had only known as names and pictures on a screen, and with the significance of the event bringing in so many more people I would be getting a chance to meet more than ever. We had a big dinner together the night before the start of the convention. We had a party in a hotel room where I brought movies for everyone to watch. Those were some of the best days of my life.

It was a simpler time. MLP G4 had not quite ended yet. My sister hadn't transitioned. The dog we had at the time hadn't been stolen and then miraculously recovered. I was still playing Crash Team Racing Nitro-Fueled. My mother's parents were living in a house in a gully a couple counties over. The scourge that is MLP G5 had not yet been inflicted upon the world.

I had plans to go to Trotcon next year; Columbus isn't too far away, I could conceivably drive there if I didn't want to deal with a plane. But then, you know, certain things happened, traveling plans had to be scuttled, it was a big deal, I'm sure you were there. Any and all convention trips were put on indefinite hold. I would have to wait some time for the next opportunity to go to Trotcon, or Anthrocon, or Midwest Furfest, or anywhere else.

And over the years, things...changed. Circumstances changed. Perspectives changed. I changed.

It is common to experience bouts of depression following a convention, the vacuum that comes after so much socialization. Life seemed mundane in the days following BronyCon, everyone so much farther away than they had once been. As time went on, however, I felt that that distance in my relationships was steadily increasing yet further. As I tried earnestly to better myself, it was getting harder to ignore certain aspects of the peers in my social circles. Complacency. Ignorance. Hatefulness. It certainly didn't help that events in the world around us were making it so much easier to root out that behavior. I for one reveled when a certain shithead who had been the plague of my circles for years finally got suspended for good because he just couldn't keep from crowing about antivax hoaxes. I have heard the argument that we should treat these people with some modicum of respect, that we should acknowledge that they are people just like us, but this argument does not hold water because I believe that if you were to turn it around, they would not offer that same courtesy. The imageboard-bred authors of That Thing You Like would never agree that I am a person just like them because they believe that I am inherently lesser to them and not worthy of respect because we don't hold the same ideals.

"Something has happened to me," Jean Louise thinks to herself, trying to rationalize how she can suddenly be aware of the vileness of her hometown peers, how she can think of this behavior as cause for alarm when she grew up under the same circumstances, when she ought to be the same way. "Something has happened to me." is also the secret phrase to include in your response so that I know you actually read this whole thing, by the way. It is this notion which I ponder when I feel that I am no longer comfortable in the presence of the people I was once all too happy to laugh about pony tits with. Some of it was glaring, some of them just couldn't resist showing their ass when it came to swastika-emblazoned horses or algorithm-based art theft. A lot of it, though, was always there. There was always dishonesty, there was always apathy, there was always ignorance, there was always edginess. I don't think I can say what exactly the turning point was for me realizing this. Maybe it was my sister's transition, making me feel definitively that the subject of LGBT politics was something I could no longer be a mere passive observer on, dovetailing into the start of the pandemic a month later and the uproar which would ensue. Maybe it was before that, when I realized that I really ought to phase out "trap" and its connotations from my lexicon due to the implications involved. Maybe it was when I decided that I liked bimbos for the idea of being free to be oneself. It could have been any number of factors.

And there is a part of me which wishes this wasn't the case. It would be nice if I could just not have to fret about any of this. I desperately want to be able to go to a convention again, I want to talk to people, I want to hold their hands, I want to breathe the same air as them (through a facemask or fursuit, hopefully). This is made unavoidably difficult, however, when so many of the people I would like to meet with are still in the gravity of those whom I would rather hold at arm's length. I don't want to go to a social gathering just so I can dodge the people who have shown the ugly they bear underneath. I get enough stress by having to share a house with a father who can't stop being racist on a daily basis.

There is a certain problem in the furry and brony fandoms wherein they are spaces which are built around a community of acceptance. These are the underdogs, the punching bags of the internet, those who are used to being mocked for their interests and identities, and so they feel the need to band together. Many would prefer to avoid conflict at all costs. They all just want to be friends, after all.

To be blunt, though, this is a dangerous outlook to have on one's social environment. Blind acceptance invariably attracts those who would take advantage of that acceptance. This is how the fandom becomes infested with bigots, MAGA supporters, the alt-right, edgy channers, deranged conspiracy theorists, sexual offenders, and more. And those who would communicate and do business with those sorts, while certainly not guilty by association of the same faults, are implicitly permitting them to maintain their foothold in the community. Trying to avoid "politics" only means that you are blinding yourself to the rhetoric which would be used to insert those politics into your everyday life. To say nothing of the fact that appeals to neutrality, pleas to maintain the status quo, are a common tactic of the far-right to make others believe that they are unassuming.

You are not a neutral party and you never were. If you are following this account, I can guarantee that you are of an identity that is deviant to societal norms in some fashion. Maybe you aren't a person of color, maybe you aren't gender-nonconforming, maybe you aren't queer, maybe you aren't overweight, maybe you aren't even neurodivergent. If you liked when I wrote about a funny horse gaining hundreds of pounds, about breasts bigger than weather balloons, about face-smothering smooches, about anatomy-destroying insertions, then you are intrinsically atypical. You are a furry, you are the punching bag of the internet, you are an object for mockery, somewhere on 4chan or Kiwifarms or Something Awful there is a post about you or something you enjoy. You are outside the realm of what is considered commonly acceptable, and these infiltrating dissidents, who would have all that displeases them destroyed, absolutely will throw you to the wolves if it is ever convenient for them.

And in case any such people are reading this right now, just a reminder:

Stains is about depression and trauma and prominently features a character contending with their gender and ultimately deciding to transition.

Rising Tide is about the aftermath of the Covid-19 pandemic and is presented through the lens of an explicitly left-leaning protagonist.

You and Me, Always Forever is about my personal struggles with identity.

And there are plenty of stories to come which contend with similar subjects.

If that's a problem, then you're free to either walk away or expose yourself so I can be rid of you.

I'm tired of this. I'm tired of people who aren't interested in thinking. I'm tired of the idea that wanting to examine an idea critically is pretentious snobbery. I'm tired of being made to feel ashamed for wanting to interrogate hateful and ignorant rhetoric.

And I'm most tired of all of not knowing how to handle any of this. I feel all of this anger festering in me, it's poisonous. What am I supposed to do? Lower my standards enough to be okay with the people who relentlessly chant "bigger" and decry any kind of complaint as alarmism?

As of this writing, I have not finished reading Go Set a Watchman. Jean Louise's uncle is telling her about how people aren't so different--sound familiar? I heard previously that the resolution is "Atticus isn't too racist actually so it's fine" and I really hope that's a gross understatement because I have a hard time imagining it being a satisfactory ending. If I were in her shoes, I would book it out of there and never look back, that side of the family is just better off forgotten. That's what I wake up wishing I could do every day, just so I could get away from my own aforementioned racist father. The idea of just blithely accepting that one's family or friends might hold beliefs that you can't reconcile with is...unthinkable to me.

What does it mean to let go of a grudge? I'm not sure that I've ever been able to do that in my life and I don't know how to start that now.

Once again the promised day has come, but this time I'm actually prepared.

For three years I have been trying to write a story about Milotic agents, every year coming up short because of underestimating how long the project was turning out to be, but now it's finally actually done.

This story is effectively a sequel to Stains, following up on how the events of that story impacted the broader Non canon, and also in general featuring similar horny elements.

I want to preface this, however, with a note that this story will touch upon some rather heavy topics, particularly related to abuse, with violent action and some slightly more graphic forms of body horror than the usual fare, so please be aware of that when going in.

Parts will be uploaded gradually over the next few days alongside a few other appropriate pieces.

Remember to Milo responsibly everyone!

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ISOLATED, PRESENTLY CONFINED TO LOCAL SPACE

LOW BRAINWAVE AND RESONANCE ACTIVITY, LOW THREAT ESTIMATED

IMMEDIATE RESPONSE MAY PREVENT SPREAD

CALCULATIONS AT 94% CERTAINTY

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I've never been especially good at doing things quickly. I have to take time to think about what I'm doing, mull over details, make sure I'm following guidelines.

This transfers of course to writing. I think the understanding most writers have is to just go ahead and get the ideas out, keep the momentum going, worry about editing later. I can't really bring myself to do that, I have to spend time thinking about characterization and plot and phrasing and agonize over any typo I see. My average rate tends to be in the range of 500 words per hour.

I'm also conscious though that the pacing of my writing tends to be rather glacial in of itself. Plots take a lot of time to get things rolling unless I make a conscious effort to eschew as much as possible.

I don't know if I'm ever going to be able to get past any of this, and I don't know how much I can rationalize my tendencies as being acceptable for a writer. Part of the reason I stopped taking commissions was that I couldn't reasonably believe that my output was enough to meet the demand, not to mention being nowhere near enough to make ends meet.

Also, you know, made harder by the fact that finding the motivation to start working on a thing is hard.

Being creative is hard. Being professionally creative is hard. I don't know how many of these walls are limitations that I should be trying to walk around and how many I need to force myself to break through.

Movies and art starting around noon (EST) with possible prestream writing.

Part 2 with gaming later in the evening.

I'd appreciate if you came.

There are ten days left in May.

How last-minute will the annual last-minute Gossamer Gleam Mayternity story be?

Vote now on your phones!

In other news, I have another story that's already finished, but I'm waiting on some art to post it.

It's a bit short, but stacked.

Hey there!

Do you like Non's writing?

Do you, perhaps, want to see more of Non's writing, get involved with the creation of Non's writing, and provide financial support for Non's writing all in one fell swoop?

Well good news, that's possible through the existence of Non's Patreon where you can pledge for $2.50/month to gain access to the patron section of Non's public Discord server, where updates are posted for Non's stories as they are in progress.

It just so happens that I have finished a new story, but I have decided to hold onto it for a little while because there will be a more opportune time to post it in the near future.

However, you can see that story right now if you become a patron!

So, y'know, maybe put that into consideration.

Use "cavalum," a creature of Portuguese myth, to refer to batponies.

The concept of "thestral," near as I can tell, is one wholly made up by J.K. Rowling, and we have no need for any of that nonsense.

This notion was brought to my attention by Type Writer, which prompted me to do some research of my own and I found some compelling evidence.

I'm aware that expecting bronies to break from tradition is a huge ask but even if it weren't for certain people being hack authors of bland YA novels I'd still rather use a term derived from actual mythology than something that was made up for a prolific entertainment property.

(There has been an update, if you downloaded in like the first hour you may want to check again)

I decided to compile a folder of (almost) everything I've ever colored up until now because there are a lot of things that haven't been uploaded for some reason or another.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1VE.....ew?usp=sharing