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My Story and a Useless Detail
15 years ago
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Also, if you want to be a supporter on Patreon, here is the link.
To those who only watch me and nothing more or only look at what stuff I have here, you would know me as Foxgamer01, Foxgamer, or just Fox. But it’s clear that isn’t my name. Some of you know my real name, but to those that don’t, you can ask me and I’ll respond. Maybe you had already guessed my name.
I remember a conversation with one of my friends some time ago. He asked me how long I had been a writer and I replied that it was 2009 when I started writing. Though at the time I thought I fully answered his question, I now feel it wasn’t the whole story. This journal is about how I became a writer and why I write TF stories. If you’re interested, continue reading.
I think it all began when I was six or younger, when I was watching those Saturday morning cartoons. I always enjoy watching those cartoons, but it was merely for the visuals. To me at the time, there weren’t any voices. In fact, I only vaguely remember what they were saying. I don’t know, maybe it was just me or it was for everyone.
In fact, I don’t remember if I laughed at them or not. Maybe I did or maybe I didn’t. But I kept watching those cartoons and they were a joy to watch.
Of course, as time went on, I listened and now I don’t watch it just for the pictures; I now watch it for the story too. I guess that’s why I didn’t watch Avatar, because the story’s shit. But enough about that movie.
As I started to pay more attention to the story, I started to imagine my own way to tell these stories, whether to put in myself in the story or to put in all of my favorite characters and myself in this one big adventure. How I put myself in the story depends on what I was in at the time. There was even a robot self. This later grew into video games with their own visuals and stories.
Of course I had never written them down. I don’t know why I didn’t write my own fan fiction. Maybe it was because I don’t really know how to put in the story in my head into paper and be sure people would get it. Maybe I could’ve drawn them, but I had left it to lack.
So, for years, that pattern repeats itself; play game and/or watch TV/movies and imagine my own fan fiction. I was happy with it, but then something that would change me forever.
On April 2, 2007, my mother died of cancer and liver failure. If you want an idea on what happened, I suggest you read chapter 10 of Fines Malum. This was the turning point of my life.
I did try to go back to the pattern, but it was badly shaken up. Around that time, I’d discovered TF art that was on the internet, especially at YouTube for the time. I rather like them, but soon I’d watched them all. I don’t know why I was so interested in foxes and kitsunes. Maybe it’s because they’re natural TFers. Maybe it’s because they’re red. Or maybe it was the animal I was interested in when my mother died.
Over time I’d discovered DeviantART and I noticed it has an abundant of TF art and stories. So after I’d saw all the TF art, I read them and I find them to be good. I didn’t join at the time because I felt I couldn’t produce anything noteworthy. The same happened at Fur Affinity.
Around the time in 2008, we had a new teacher who would have us write everyday in his class. Generally it’s about what we were reading or what we we’re doing. I guess that and reading the stories on dA really got the writer out of me since I did write some stories, but they were short and cheesy.
Then, during October of the same year, I had a dream I would never forget. You see, I was running through a hallway with several guards chasing me. I went to a room, where the only way out is through a vent that’s too small for me to fit through. I pulled out a chocolate bar and ate it. It transformed me into a fox and I went through the vent before the guards went in. I woke up around that time. This would be the beginning of the road that would lead to the creation of Fines Malum.
I did try to write a story around it, but the story chapters were too short and became cheesier by the page. So I stopped writing. I did try again, but they all seem to fail.
Then, in April 2009, one of my favorite writers on dA and FA, Greyhound1211, posted this journal (http://greyhound1211.deviantart.com/journal/24228137/). I thought that, if anyone who can write this story, he can. I had written down the plot, characters, and other notes (most of whom made the final version) and planned to give it to him. But, due to me unable to use AIM, I was unable to send it to him. So it was shelved again and there it remains for months.
By the beginning of August, I came into contact to another one of my favorite writer, Blackfox1210 (Zethdracotsune on FA). We talked through emails and I privately wondered if he could write my story for me. I didn’t asked him and instead read his storied he’d posted. While I’d read them, it clicked.
I pulled out my details of my story, edit them a little, and wrote the story. I think the reason why I couldn’t write before was because I was missing emotions in my story. Since Blackfox1210 was good at creating stories that are emotional, they got me to realize what I was missing.
Though it took me months before it was finished, mainly because I was lazy, Fines Malum was the first written story I was truly proud of. I owe a lot to the people on dA and FA, but even more so to Greyhound1211 and Blackfox1210. Greyhound1211 because that journal he created inspired me to write down the blueprints of Fines Malum. Blackfox1210 because his stories gave me the missing piece I needed that would make me a writer. I owe a huge debt to them both.
This is my story. I have a lot more stories in plan and I’m making the blueprints of a story based on the cheesy short story I had written. I hope you’ll enjoy them all when I finish them and keep doing what you enjoy doing.
On another note, my birthday is coming soon.
I remember a conversation with one of my friends some time ago. He asked me how long I had been a writer and I replied that it was 2009 when I started writing. Though at the time I thought I fully answered his question, I now feel it wasn’t the whole story. This journal is about how I became a writer and why I write TF stories. If you’re interested, continue reading.
I think it all began when I was six or younger, when I was watching those Saturday morning cartoons. I always enjoy watching those cartoons, but it was merely for the visuals. To me at the time, there weren’t any voices. In fact, I only vaguely remember what they were saying. I don’t know, maybe it was just me or it was for everyone.
In fact, I don’t remember if I laughed at them or not. Maybe I did or maybe I didn’t. But I kept watching those cartoons and they were a joy to watch.
Of course, as time went on, I listened and now I don’t watch it just for the pictures; I now watch it for the story too. I guess that’s why I didn’t watch Avatar, because the story’s shit. But enough about that movie.
As I started to pay more attention to the story, I started to imagine my own way to tell these stories, whether to put in myself in the story or to put in all of my favorite characters and myself in this one big adventure. How I put myself in the story depends on what I was in at the time. There was even a robot self. This later grew into video games with their own visuals and stories.
Of course I had never written them down. I don’t know why I didn’t write my own fan fiction. Maybe it was because I don’t really know how to put in the story in my head into paper and be sure people would get it. Maybe I could’ve drawn them, but I had left it to lack.
So, for years, that pattern repeats itself; play game and/or watch TV/movies and imagine my own fan fiction. I was happy with it, but then something that would change me forever.
On April 2, 2007, my mother died of cancer and liver failure. If you want an idea on what happened, I suggest you read chapter 10 of Fines Malum. This was the turning point of my life.
I did try to go back to the pattern, but it was badly shaken up. Around that time, I’d discovered TF art that was on the internet, especially at YouTube for the time. I rather like them, but soon I’d watched them all. I don’t know why I was so interested in foxes and kitsunes. Maybe it’s because they’re natural TFers. Maybe it’s because they’re red. Or maybe it was the animal I was interested in when my mother died.
Over time I’d discovered DeviantART and I noticed it has an abundant of TF art and stories. So after I’d saw all the TF art, I read them and I find them to be good. I didn’t join at the time because I felt I couldn’t produce anything noteworthy. The same happened at Fur Affinity.
Around the time in 2008, we had a new teacher who would have us write everyday in his class. Generally it’s about what we were reading or what we we’re doing. I guess that and reading the stories on dA really got the writer out of me since I did write some stories, but they were short and cheesy.
Then, during October of the same year, I had a dream I would never forget. You see, I was running through a hallway with several guards chasing me. I went to a room, where the only way out is through a vent that’s too small for me to fit through. I pulled out a chocolate bar and ate it. It transformed me into a fox and I went through the vent before the guards went in. I woke up around that time. This would be the beginning of the road that would lead to the creation of Fines Malum.
I did try to write a story around it, but the story chapters were too short and became cheesier by the page. So I stopped writing. I did try again, but they all seem to fail.
Then, in April 2009, one of my favorite writers on dA and FA, Greyhound1211, posted this journal (http://greyhound1211.deviantart.com/journal/24228137/). I thought that, if anyone who can write this story, he can. I had written down the plot, characters, and other notes (most of whom made the final version) and planned to give it to him. But, due to me unable to use AIM, I was unable to send it to him. So it was shelved again and there it remains for months.
By the beginning of August, I came into contact to another one of my favorite writer, Blackfox1210 (Zethdracotsune on FA). We talked through emails and I privately wondered if he could write my story for me. I didn’t asked him and instead read his storied he’d posted. While I’d read them, it clicked.
I pulled out my details of my story, edit them a little, and wrote the story. I think the reason why I couldn’t write before was because I was missing emotions in my story. Since Blackfox1210 was good at creating stories that are emotional, they got me to realize what I was missing.
Though it took me months before it was finished, mainly because I was lazy, Fines Malum was the first written story I was truly proud of. I owe a lot to the people on dA and FA, but even more so to Greyhound1211 and Blackfox1210. Greyhound1211 because that journal he created inspired me to write down the blueprints of Fines Malum. Blackfox1210 because his stories gave me the missing piece I needed that would make me a writer. I owe a huge debt to them both.
This is my story. I have a lot more stories in plan and I’m making the blueprints of a story based on the cheesy short story I had written. I hope you’ll enjoy them all when I finish them and keep doing what you enjoy doing.
On another note, my birthday is coming soon.
In fact, Fur Trade is basically done. I didn't post it because I'm waiting for Werewolf TF to be finish. I'd also written Husky TF and held off typing it for the same reason. OK?