Writing Update 2/25/26 - One Month In

Feb. 25th, 2026 11:24 am
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Well, for anyone who’s still interested in these posts, today seemed an appropriate day to go ahead and share some more on my current WIP! Why today? I committed to knuckling down and getting to work on this project in earnest with my current draft on Tuesday, January 27th of this year, which means that as of today, I’ve been working on it for exactly thirty days – roughly one month, or the equivalent of a NaNoWriMo session! And, thus far, I’ve successfully stuck to my overall goal of writing between 500-1000 words per day, every day (many days I’ve actually gone over); I’m currently at 38,418 words total (across seven full chapters, a prologue, and an interlude). So, while I’ve not hit the traditional NaNo goal in this time period (that was 50,000 words, for a reminder) I think I’ve definitely made some very respectable progress!

I think one of my biggest weaknesses as a fiction writer is my tendency to overthink and over-critique myself. I have a real tendency to drag my feet and not start my actual writing until I’ve mulled an idea over in my head enough to convince myself it’s as perfect as I can make it – and since that’s a moving target, it can sadly set me on a spiral where nothing actually gets written. Setting my daily goal for myself lets me get over that hump, by shifting the focus to producing something rather than aiming for perfection. After all, I can tell myself I can always go back and revise later. Right now, my goal is just to produce a complete rough draft of my novel, and see what develops from there.

So, with all that out of the way, what is my current WIP, you may ask? Well, a few months ago I posted about some of the story ideas I’d been mulling in my head for a while. This is one of them, specifically the first one; I’ll go ahead and repost the brief summary here for reference:

I. This is probably the most developed of the concepts I have. Epic fantasy novel (intended to come out at circa 150,000 to 200,000 words) set in a renaissance Italy inspired city-state, following a young noblewoman who gets caught up in an elaborate plot involving strange magic, cutthroat politics and her own family’s secrets coming to light, as she finds herself fallen from grace and forced to navigate the city’s dark underbelly, and ultimately to defeat her enemies and stop a tyrant from gaining power – and maybe wrestle with some difficult questions about herself and who she is along the way. Lots of action, intrigue, magic, magical transformations and questions of identity, some unlikely friendships and a touch of romance, and my own take the idea of D&D style tieflings. I envision this story as being largely self-contained, but with opportunities for sequels, and it’s set in a world I’ve been slowly building in the back of my mind as a sort of broad setting where I could play with different kinds of stories in different fantasy subgenres – I’ve also written some scraps of Elric of Melnibone-esque sword and sorcery stories in a different part of the same world, and have even vaguer ideas for a more classic high fantasy saga in yet another part of it.

If I had to do an elevator pitch for this one comparing it to existing series by other writers, I might go with something like “Mistborn meets Brimstone Angels.” Title-wise, I’m currently calling this Crimson Shadows, though I don’t much like it and expect to change it (for one, The Crimson Shadow is already the title of one of RA Salvatore’s non-Forgotten Realms series, and I’d rather avoid the comparison since that story is quite different). In any event, I’m feeling pretty good about what I’ve written for it so far and feel like I’m making good progress – like I said in the initial overview, I’m aiming for something in the vicinity of 150,000 to 200,000 words, maybe comparable in length to something like Dune or Warbreaker if those comparisons mean anything to you. Based on my outline and how much I’ve written so far and where I currently am in the story, that seems quite doable, especially if I can maintain my current pace over the next couple of months. If anyone reading this is curious about anything else about this project, feel free to ask!

And before I go, I do have one more thing I’d like to share; I’ve been playing around with designs for a couple of my main protagonists over the last couple of days, and so by the power of HeroForge™, say hello to Thea and Lys!

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This is a repost from Das_Sporking2; previous installments of this sporking may be found here.

Warning: This post contains violence, deaths and depiction of drowning.

In which tragedy strikes and the Thornwalkers begin their true journey. )
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[We open on Joe and Peorth crowded around Ricky in one of the Riffing Academy buildings, who’s doing as he said and drafting a layout for a concept car using a stylus, a tablet and a wall full of screens.

It’s skeletal, whatever Ricky’s working on, an exoskeleton car with more car bits on it than normal. There have been many attempts to make a “four-wheel motorcycle” sort of sports car, and Ricky’s dream machine truly lives the ethos. It’s low and purposeful, very much an open-wheeler with extra bits on it to protect the wheels and wings, as well as to keep the weather out. Where Peorth’s designs were very much aero elegance, Ricky’s are pared-down and full of attitude – it’s a rapier versus a switchblade.]

Peorth: What do you call it?

Ricky: …I don’t know. All I know is, it just kind of…took shape just now. I thought of that performance your car had, punched in some numbers to get something like it, and here we are. You like it?

Peorth: I haven’t known you too long, but just from what I’ve gathered about you so far, it’s you.

Ricky: Well, thank you very much. Let’s see…check this out. Our new friends have inspired me a bit, too.

[Ricky shows off a garish purple stickerbomb livery he previews on this machine, pairing it with some turbofan dish rims.]

Joe: Hot stuff. I’m not digging the green, though, it’s a little too Joker for you. How about yellow?

Ricky: I’ll do that, sure.

I’ll have the complex stuff fabricated and most of the other parts fitted while we do the next chapter. Speaking of that, Peorth, would you like us to do another comparison?

Peorth: Oh, yes, please, now I’m curious.

Children of the Popcorn )
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Somebody order the Promise of the Premise with extra olives? )
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Joe: Well, finally! Glad this fic is finally about Klowns from Outer Space, Killing!

Ricky: I mean, we don’t know that just yet; Peorth did invoke the game…

Joe: Like they’re going to be that fast. Trust me, I’ll spot you ten to bet on it.

Ricky: Ten, huh? Alright, I’ll see you. It’s on.

Peorth: My, you’re getting enthusiastic all of a sudden! Shall we discuss this wager of yours in more detail back at your atelier?

Ricky: Gladly. Let’s see what got fabricated!

[The riffers run off]

Embers: Chapter Twenty-Two, Part I

Feb. 20th, 2026 08:42 am
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This is a repost from Das_Sporking2; previous installments of this sporking may be found here.

Warning: This post contains discussion of imperialism, abuse and racism.

In which everyone gangs up on Katara to make absolutely certain she knows just what Vathara thinks of her. )
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[We open on Ricky, Joe and Peorth gathering around another of Peorth’s hero cars, studying it while it’s parked, looking perfectly aeronautical on the main runway. It’s surrounded by cameras.]

Peorth: Are you sure this is really best for this car’s image?

Joe: Look, lady, if you can’t have fun with cars, then you aren’t a real driver. Ricky taught me that. Besides, while we’ve got the Riffing Academy to work with, we’d better use all of it.

Peorth: I still have my doubts…

Ricky: We’re rolling!

Joe: *yelling* Alright, fellas! Go for it!

[Suddenly, the doors of the car fly open and more of the Pseudoboggarts come piling out. If a clown car can hold a load of clowns, then a normal car can apparently store a sea of them as they go pouring out with a storm of streamers and balloons accompanying them. A final straggler stops to grab some strings from the inside and get a last bunch of balloons stuck in the roof out, then gently closes the doors and even locks the car behind him, finishing by tossing the keys in the air for Peorth to catch.]

Ricky: The suspension didn’t even so much as squeak! Peorth, you continue to amaze.

Peorth: Huh! Unusual way to run such a test, but I’ll take it.

Shall we do something a little different here?

Joe: What’s up?

Peorth: I’d like to get ahead of the discussions we normally save for the end of these chapters. Tell us what happened in roughly…minute 30-40 of the film, s’il vous plait.

Klown to Klown Communication )

Peorth: Hmmm. I hate to jump to conclusions, but it’s sounding like a blowout in favor of the film. Rather like there was intent to provide a mystery to keep the reader engaged, but it’s taken too long to show up and falling flat. I do hope we pick up with a third of the fic gone…

Joe: Me too. Come on, let’s go find out.
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Read more... )
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Joe: Holy crap, we might actually start to get to some killing! You guys think you’re ready for this horror fic to act like a horror fic?

Peorth: I must admit, you don’t get a burn much slower than a forty-minute wait!
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[We open on Gio and Sherry wearing some almost obnoxiously pastel clothes. It looks like they’re modeling for a high-end pajama catalogue – turns out they are modeling for a high-end pajama catalogue. They’re on a plush, dark couch so they stand out, and are between shooting sessions where they’re sitting at a couch as if watching late night movies.

In their outfits, their echoes as the Superstars ring clearly. Gio has pastel red pajamas on concealed by a spotless white bathrobe and shades lightly tinted enough that he can easily wear them indoors, echoing his Star Caliber costume, while Sherry has a soft pink nightgown matched by an airy pink robe that flows out from her waist in the same princess-cum-bride arrangement as her Star Passion costume.

There’s a coffee table in front of the couch that has all kinds of movie-watching props on it, like a bucket of popcorn, sodas, and so on. More reminders that these are well-known heroes are there on the couch: Gio’s sitting around some brightly-colored Nerf weaponry while Sherry’s side of the coffee table has a vase made of stained glass full of roses.]

Sherry: I told you this deal would work out!

Gio: Yeah, who woulda thought that we’d be gettin’ gigs right on top of the riffs? I’m glad Mrs. Teasdale’s vettin’ guys when she pops in.

Sherry: You’ve gotta love Lady of Fatima Academy’s connections. Especially to the Riffing Academy…

Gio: Betcha the commercials we’ll film are gonna get us more TV and stream spots between flicks!

[They take more photos of the two in a flurry of digital snapshots, before calling it for the morning.]

Sherry: Alright, we’ll break, and then go over the storyboards for the ads this afternoon!

[Everyone chatters amongst themselves while they get off the couch, Gio taking one of the Nerf pistols with him before waving the popcorn bucket goodbye as the crew decides to pick at it. It disappears shockingly fast.

The two put shoes on, Sherry pairing her outfit surprisingly well with a chunky pair of runners with tall, pillowy soles while Gio’s extravagant taste in basketball sneakers pops with a pair of performance high tops that look like his feet are wreathed in fire.

They take a leisurely walk across the Riffing Academy campus, drawing eyes with their designer gear as they go. Gio absentmindedly does spinning tricks with his pistol.]

Gio: So! The Chairman says we got an infamous one…but we don’t?

Sherry: Yeah, he said something about this being some kind of fic of a fic. He says it’s a short one, though.

Gio: Really? That why we ain’t changin’ outta these pajamas, babe?

Sherry: Kind of! The other reason’s that we’re doing a My Little Pony fic, so it only seemed appropriate that we be cozy.

Gio: That’s it? No, like, history or intro or nothin’?

Sherry: This one weighs in at a mighty three chapters. Doesn’t seem like there’s much to it.

Gio: Alright then. Let’s get to it!
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What’s the over-under on finding a pony named Hoof Hearted in one of these? )
***
Gio: So this is some fic that the Chairman’s been afraid to touch for how long? Sheesh! What a joke! I hope this picks up soon, or I’m gonna feel really ripped off!

Sherry: Just as well. Come on, big shot, let’s go back and start planning for those commercials.
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STARFLEET REDONE: SEASON 1

By SenorCornholio

RATING: PG Action, some scary images

Alternate Title: Once More, with Friendship



Far away from the land of Equestria is a planet of space ponies that wander around the cosmos, getting into fights under the watchful eyes of a big white-and-gold alicorn. Their stories have been told over the span of literal years, reacting to everything My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic does.

This has made many people very angry, and has been widely regarded as a bad move.

If there was a lord king rogue spitefic out there, it’d have to be the entire My Brave Unicorn franchise, Dakari King Mykan’s ongoing (and going, and going, and going) crusade on a show that hasn’t been airing for eight years at the time of this riff’s publication. There have been works published as recently as December 2025, if you don’t count Mykan throwing hands with anyone and everyone in the comments section. Fimfiction is basically less a place he harasses and more like the sarcophagus keeping Chernobyl contained, except instead of radiation it keeps in unpleasantness.

However, that’s not what we’re looking at today.

There have been quite a few attempts to rewrite and/or react to the Mykaniverse, and I won’t speak to what the motivations to do that could be like, but I will speak to the direction this one, Starfleet Redone, attempted to take.

Out of all the ones I’ve seen, this is the only one that tried to cut to the heart of what the Mykaniverse thought it was, which was something between a classic tokusatsu show and a classic shonen battler, and unfortunately, it only made it three chapters before it kind of folded.

Were there legs to it? Was it right to get put in drydock? Well, the only way to find out is to start making jokes and see what shakes loose!

Table of Contents )

Summa Elvetica: Chapter Four

Feb. 16th, 2026 08:57 am
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This is a repost from Das_Sporking2; previous installments of this sporking may be found here.

Warning: This post contains discussion of racism, slavery and genocide.

In which the beginning of the journey proves to be the perfect time for a whole lot of infodumping. )

Writing Update 2/13/26

Feb. 13th, 2026 07:23 pm
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For anyone who's interested in this, after my most a couple of weeks ago I've been continuing to plow ahead on my current WIP. I've mentioned that my goal has been to write 500-1000 words per day, which I felt was very doable and easy to work in around the various other things I've got going on in my life atm, and so far most days I've at least hit 1000 and often gone over (occasionally quite a bit over, if I find myself on a roll;))! At the moment, I've completed a prologue and four full chapters, as well as a significant chunk of chapter five, and as of this afternoon I officially hit 23,302 words in total. Yay!

Anyway, I know it's not sporking or reviewing and that's what most people who follow me are probably here for, but I am quite happy with my progress so far and I felt like sharing! If you want to see more updates like this, do let me know. And if anyone has any questions about my WIP, I'd be happy to answer those too. But until then, if anyone's reading this, thank you!

Embers: Chapter Twenty-One

Feb. 13th, 2026 08:47 am
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This is a repost from Das_Sporking2; previous installments of this sporking may be found here.

Warning: This chapter contains some violence and discussion of mind-control and incest.

In which ships are sunk and loyalty somehow becomes even creepier. )

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