You know what guys, you all inflate my ego when you comment on my story. I believe, for a short time, that I'm actually a decent writer. Then I read another fan fiction that is superior to mine in every way, and all the ego deflates like ppsssshhhhhhhhh. I'm left sitting there--wondering, really--how anyone could enjoy reading what I write when there are much better stories out there.
My favorite's list is full of the said stories that do this to me. The ones that have a way having two very contrasting effects on me: on one hand, they inspire me to be a better writer myself, and I fully enjoy reading them; so much so that I often feel empty when I finish one. On the other hand, each time I read something of exemplary detail, my own confidence in my abilities fractures a bit. It's a very love-loathe relationship I have with authors better than myself. I guess it's rather petty.
NOW HOLD ON THERE, COWBOY. This isn't the part where you go to the comments and say "Mazzy stop being drunk and on crack at the same time! You're a great writer!"
Despite what I said above, I happen to know that most of you genuinely enjoy my story, and that is enough for me to keep writing.
Why am I posting this blog, you ask? Well because I have just updated my favorite's list to include The Games We Play, by AbsoluteAnonymous. She wrote a very engrossing shipping/mystery that I highly recommend. It can be found there--> [link]
Now, onto what you care about: Trails and Trials. Here's where I make excuses why it isn't out already. I've hit a bit of a rough patch in school where all my grades are seeming to gravitate towards the lower end of the spectrum. I know you'll all understand when I say that I have to take certain measures if I want to stay in school, and that means sacrificing time that I would have used to write otherwise. I've almost finished writing it though... so we'll see how soon I can get it out.
Oh, and Derpy says Hai~
Until next time!