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This hasn't been a good month.

I didn't want to post the first chapter of January this far in.  But...  it's January and for the last four weeks, it's felt like every other day has been an anniversary.  One year since my mother tried to escape the care center and broke her hip.  Since the covid diagnosis.  Since the intubator.  Since...  everything.  The calendar became a minefield, at least during those moments when it wasn't filled with emotional sinkholes.  And it was hard to write.

I know I need to post on Glimmer.  (I suspect people may be leaving because I haven't.)  I want to.  But in this cold, dead month...  I'm more comfortable working with the story which currently has an actual descent into torment.  For a given value of 'comfortable' which has to be rounded up from zero.  Way up.

For the near-nothing it's worth:  I swear Glimmer isn't dead.  Triptych had its abeyance.  So did Anchor Foal.  They both finished.  All I can do is ask for time, and -- that you let me choose a means of channeling for a little while.  Because Cerea is steadily trotting towards one of Those Chapters Which I'm Afraid To Write, and -- I'm hoping to use the fear.

...also, check my blog tomorrow.

We're gonna have a contest!

...wow.  Major mood shift.

I can only do that when it's funny...

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Daily Equestria Life With Monster Girl

It had been hard enough, being one of the first. With the walls dropped, leaving her nation, her herd, traveling to Japan and trying to exist among so many strangers... every day had been a challenge. But she'd tried. Day by day, hoofstep by hoofstep, she'd felt she was finding her place in the human world.

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Dixie Daley

Thank you for making your great work despite your pain and suffering. I appreciate what you do so much. ❤