But for the first time in my life I don't even know where to start. Despite being an awesome tv show I honestly can't think of anyway a Pony based story or poem would be entertaining... Does anyone have ideas or fuel for my lack of inspiration?
Do original concepts, it's probably a bit limiting to try and base it off the actual characters, so just go ahead and make up some
Still struggling for inspiration but sure, hopefully something will hit me =P I'm not that into poetry anyway ^^
Wtf am I doing writing? On top of that I'm always bashing on fan-fic is some of the worst written content in existence? Spoiler: Part One He awoke to the sort of daze one feels on a morning in which they've overstayed their welcome in sleep's embrace to find something wasn't right, something was off - his daze sheltered the obvious from him for a few fleeting minutes. The first thing that hit him was the ambiguity of his location, soil and grass provided a sheet from which multiple trees had erected themselves, tall and strong, their leaves tinted dark divining the arrival. It wasn't the type of location that was alien to him, but his association with it, for her couldn't seem to recall in any way how he ended up in this locale. He swept his memory for some form of clue as to how he had arrived but came back empty, abnormally empty, for an answer. And then it hit him. This first fruitless endeavor into his past was the trigger that brought him to the realization that something had been lost from him. Past and present, his memory was empty, a gaping chasm in which something near and dear was once stored. The initial panic of this realization only brought him to further unsettling nuances to his current state. Everything was alien, nothing seemed truly his - be it the legs with which he uneasily stumbled to a wobbling stand or the face with which he observed the world - as if learning to walk again for the very first time he unsteadily began pacing, if anything out of pure desperation. Hours, minutes, time was lost to him as he made oblong circles in the clearing and soon the ellipses became circles as a certain sense of familiarity was attained to his form. The innitial shock gone now, he had determined the specifics of his state: 5 appendages: 4 legs and 1 tail, his body coated in a layer of thin soft fur to which he had determined was a light brown in color while from his head he couldn't see, but sensed the presence of a patch of thicker, longer fur to which he could feel hang over his ears and down a ways on the back of his neck. A short distance away, the twinkle a shimmering depression of reasonable size filled with water caught his attention to which enamored and still dazed he eased his way to it's edge, peering into the ethereal view of another world it seemed to provide, wavering slowly with the gentle movements of water disturbed only by the slight breeze that gentle ruffled his hair. Contained within the immaterial realm the water held starred back a face, as to who it belonged to was unsure to him, he must know more. Starring deeply into the emerald green eyes that starred back he implored to delve deeper into their mystery, lowering himself to the waters surface and eventually loosing his balance. The shallow abyss embraced him. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go chastise myself for this
So reading this tonight. x) Well it's imaginative to say the least, it definitely works. So you've already topped me x)