We Interrupt this Ponyplay Porn to Bring You More Crap about Wood Elves
“You look like shit.”
“Yeff, ma’am,” I mumbled meekly.
No-one could argue with her statement. That Miss C. had brought it up during the group fall-in showed bad form, yet held nothing new to the other girls. More than once I had woken them up with my groans during the night. Having them witnessed the effects of my punishment fell in line with Kandrin’s “show, don’t tell” doctrine.
“You have my permission to see the doctor.”
“Fhank you, ma’am.” Continue reading
The fifth instalment of “How not to write a story”…
It was a bitter mockery that pony training was scheduled as our first activity.
is changed into:
It was a bitter mockery that pony training had been rescheduled to be our first activity. Continue reading
Again it is time for our popular series “things Venom, that dork, has botched up because he hasn’t got the first idea of what he is scribbling down”.
I didn’t recognise the steep glade, but deduced that I was south-west of the camp, yet still east of the river.
is changed into:
I didn’t recognise the steep glen, but deduced that I was south-west of the camp, yet still east of the river.
I changed this quite shortly after uploading the chapter, so most of you have read the altered version. “Glade” had indeed been the word of choice originally, but “glen” created the better picture, so I decided to swap the terms. I simply forgot it till after the publishing, though. Continue reading
The more frequent readers may have noticed that no new part of Pony Boot Camp has been posted since December 2016. The main reason for this can be found in the fact that I’ve set myself a deadline for Æquinoctium, namely the 20th March. It goes without saying that this story a) is not finished yet, and b) becomes overall bigger and bigger the more I write on it. Currently I expect the finished version to be around 12,000 words long (a normal PBC chapter has between 2,000 and 3,000, the latest one about 4,000). Continue reading