Why MLP matters

Six years into Generation Four, and it’s not done yet. I’d like to think it’s because it deals with timeless issues:

[T]he show celebrated things I thought of as virtues. And things I thought were all too rare in our culture today — stuff like being true to yourself, dealing graciously with mean people (which I have seen more crudely phrased as “dealing with a b*tch without becoming one yourself”), supporting your friends, and so on, and so forth. There have been anti-bullying episodes, episodes about how former mean-girls can reform, episodes about how you don’t have to do things that scare you just because the rest of your friends enjoy them, episodes about how what motivates one person might not motivate another … and on, and on. The overarching themes seem to be “treat other people with love and kindness” and also “be true to who you are” which are both morals a lot of us need to be reminded of.

I figure, if you can pull off something like that and still sell merchandise, you’ve earned your place in history.

Seriously stuck

It’s been almost a year since I had anything to say in The Life That Late He Led; it’s almost like Brush up and died on me before I’d finished his story.

Which was, I admit, at least part of the plan. But he deserves a better sendoff than this. I suppose I’ll puzzle over the matter a little longer.

Looking for Pinkameaning

Now and then, somepony asks if there’s a story segment of which I’m particularly proud. I deny it, of course. But now and then something I wrote strikes me as Not That Terrible, and this, from late in Chapter 2 of The way she used to be, might even make it up to Not Bad At All:

“You miss her that much?” Pinkie asked.

He nodded. No sense trying to hide it. “I miss her that much.”

“I can see it in your eyes,” said Pinkie. “When you say anything about her they light up like they were catching reflections off the stars. And that’s pretty hard to do when you’re inside.”

Writing Pinkie Pie does not come naturally to me. Headcanon tells me that she’s only silly in comparison to somepony else, that she almost always knows what she’s talking about — of the Mane Six, she’s the smartest pony who isn’t purple — and that she’s almost lyrical sometimes. Working within these guidelines, I can come up with proper Pinkieisms. Sort of.

Not that there’s a pattern or anything

I do appreciate the visitors here, though I must admit I have no idea what they’re looking for; it’s very seldom that anyone starts on a story and goes straight through.

It’s not a problem. Really, it’s not.

Sort of a facelift

After four years of this artificially generated ponysona on the sidebar, I decided to go for something new; on an impulse, I asked LeekFish to sketch the character, and the results, I thought, were delightful. (Now and then she takes commissions; I happened to catch her during “then.”)

It’s always there somehow

During my recent confinement, I was at least somewhat amused by what appeared to be slight interest in my pony stories, exhibited by members of hospital staff.

By far, the most popular was The way she used to be, which makes sense to me: it’s probably the least supernatural-ish tale I wrote.

I’m just mad about Saffron

I suspect, though, that she’s quite indifferent to the likes of me.

Saffron Masala from "Spice Up Your Life"

“Spice Up Your Life” aired Saturday. It’s Wednesday and we already have plushies. (This one was a header at EqD.) Then again, this is typical of the MLP:FiM fandom; it’s not a sudden craze or anything.

A familiar exchange

Found late last night on Derpibooru:

The Royal Sisters have a spat, sort of

Can’t say I’m surprised, exactly — though I had no idea we were already in the year 1010. (I’m still writing 1006 on my checks.)

Well, almost

Celebrated author Lesley Nneka Arimah falls victim to the dreaded Autocorrect:

I find myself drawn to and inspired by works that deal with the relationships between women. Take, for example, My Little Pony (the reboot, obviously), which follows a cast of female ponies who fight to save their universe. It’s a world where the heroes are women, the villains are women, and when you’re forced as an artist to write beyond the token woman doing “woman” things, you end up with characters that are multifaceted. You end up with Twilight Sparkle, the lead pony who is kind of annoying and smug. You end up with the butch queer and femme queer ponies, Rainbow Dash and Apple Blossom. You end up with Pinkie Pie, goddess, clown. The plurality of female characters means they end up being as dimensional as women are in real life.

“Who is this ‘Apple Blossom’ pony, and what’s a ‘femme’?” asked Applejack.

I hate when that happens.

They call this colt Pariah

This search string came in today, and while it doesn’t boggle the mind, it does shake the head a bit:

a pony in ponyville who is hated by everyone chapter 1

I mean, if everypony truly hates him — and how likely is that in a place like Ponyville? — he’ll never make it to Chapter 2, if you know what I mean.

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