#inkclot

Holy shit I finally got the printer to work.

When i first started to write and make Inkclot I had this idea to make a romance fanfic between My Little Pony's Big Mcintosh and an OC. I knew that it wasn't original but I thought that if I just wrote it well enough then it could be elevated and loved by all who read it.

I never wrote anything creative aside from a handful of drug addled poems and sexts and I thought that my first story would be a beloved 50 chapter love story? I wasn't surprised when I got two months into my "monthly upload schedule" and had given up completely.

I took it as a learning experience, never post until it's fully fleshed out, do research and outlining, don't suck. I started working on other project but I kept the first chapter up incase I wanted to come back to it, sometimes I'd think about deleting it and stop myself because maybe when I get better then I can make the story.

Then one day I was on FimFiction and I found a romance epic, a perfect love story between Big Mcintosh and an OC. it wasn't original but it was written so well that I loved it, perfect mix of cute, sweet and gay longing. (no it wasn't mine, this ain't that kinda post)

It was exactly the kinda story I wanted to write and it was done almost a decade ago, and infinitely better then mine. I wasn't mad or bitter about it like I expected of myself but it was more like letting go of a responsibility I no longer needed to worry about. Like I could let these characters exist and live without having to worry.

"He could have threatened my life, could have said he'd kill me if I screamed or promised to assault me but instead he said something much worse and personal.

“u/Str8_from_Sodom” my Reddit username."

Beta reader #1: As a Christian, I think it's great that the main character found God and peace in the end, even if he suffered to get to the point.

Drowning deep in prose and imaginary...