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Q&A

What was the last thing you said?

(Through the bedroom door) I'm cleaning my room! (goes back to typing)

Thought about?

How we should really be allowed to post more than one review per chapter. There's a trick to it: as long as the author accepts anonymous reviews, you can post as many as you want, the author just won't be able to respond. So if you're an author and you're reading this, change your story settings to allow anonymous reviews!!

Read/Reading?

Clockwork Princess (!!!!!!!!!!)

What song are you listening to?

This Isn't Hogwarts by Hank Green (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

What song have you listened to that makes you think, "We're badass Americans!"

Canadian Idiot by Weird Al Yankovic

What is your favorite song?

Already There by Lonestar. 1234 by Plain White T's. Concrete Angel by Martina McBride. The Rose by Bette Midler. Teenagers by My Chemical Romance. Everybody's Fool by Evanescence. Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls. 100 Years by Five For Fighting. Mine by Taylor Swift. Here Comes Goodbye by Rascal Flatts. Uptown Girl by Billy Joel. Vanilla Twilight by Owl City. Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade. Valentine's Day by Linkin Park. Smile A Little Smile For Me (Rosemarie -- VA reference!!) by The Flying Machine. Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield. A New Day Has Come by Celine Dion. Dakota by A Rocket to the Moon. I love any songs by Mayday Parade. I could go on forever.

What is your favorite book?

Shadow Kiss. Erec Rex. Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports. The Rainbow Butterfly. Angel Burn. An Abundance of Katherines. Twenty and Ten. Devil's Arithmetic. Nobody's Perfect. I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have To Kill You. Are You There, God? It's Me, Margaret. The Lightning Thief. Huntress by Malinda Lo. Artemis Fowl. King of The Wind. Finding Miracles. The Dead Girls' Dance (Morganville Vampires). Crusade by Debbie Vigue and Nancy Holder. My Sister's Keeper (they totally SCREWED the movie!! Those little #&@'s!). Once again, I could go on forever.

Movie?

All the Narnia movies, True Lies, Fly Away Home, RAISING HELEN, the original Disneys, Cheaper By The Dozen 2, Pirates of the Caribbean, Catch That Kid, Ocean's Eleven, Coach Carter, I Am Number Four...

What show did you just watch?

Unforgettable, that show on CBS.

Looked up?

A video on YouTube called Lost Generation.

On your email, what is your photo on your status thing?

A green sea turtle.

What do you have written on your status thing?

Greetings from the planet Earth. I just realized that that is really unoriginal. I mean, who names their planet after dirt?

When did you last go out?

When I got off the bus.

What was the last gift you got?

A swimsuit from my cousins.

What are you wearing?

A green long-sleeved shirt and a skirt that's really cool cause it's jean on top and some sort of tan cotton on the bottom. (Hand-me-downs rock!)

Who did you last call?

My father.

Is the USA better then the UK?

I'm biased.

What was the site you visited before Fanfiction?

Amazon.com

Other then fanfiction, do you have any blogs?

Goodreads. My penname is A. Nonny Mouse.

Why Reviews are Essential to Authors - because reviews are our writing juice.

1) Reviews encourage authors to write more. Seriously, the simple words "I love your story, continue!" makes the author feel that their story means something to someone else and motivates the author to continue. The only reason I continued my stories and have the sudden spark to write more was because my friend inspired, well rather bothered me online to. She said she loved it and she'll love to read more, and kept going on... that just motivated me to finish it!

2) Constructive criticism is good. The author cannot pick up everything wrong with the story (if there is); we are only human. Good criticism is even better -- improving the author to be better.

If I go too far, which sometimes I do, let me know and I'll most likely fix it (I'm not fond of upsetting people), if asked nicely. If I go too far, and I don't change it, it doesn't mean I'm ignoring you. Not at all. Maybe I already have something written ahead (since most of my stories that I upload have more than several chapters already written) but for sure, I will absorb your criticism for the next project I'm writing.

3) It's a good way to network and make new friends. I have made many friends -- and between some of us our friendship has lasted years even when we never met each other -- when I read and reviewed FF here.

4) Hits don’t mean much. I could click on my own story a million times to get my hit count higher... or other people could just do that. Reviews mean so much more than hits, especially when there are inconsistent numbers between chapters.

5) Good reviews give authors warm, fuzzy feelings. Okay, if you love the author... give them some love man!

6) Some reviewers may inspire authors on a new direction. I have encountered times when I don't know where to go but reviewers have helped me.

7) Most importantly, authors get a chance to see who is actually reading the story. I may have already said this, but when there is a name to a review... we know a real person is actually reading the story. Again, hits don't mean that much.

8) It gives the author reason to write. It is my reason why I write. If no one is reading my story, what's the point of writing it? THAT and fandoms die. If you don't review, you'll kill the fandom further and then it won't motivate me to write.

I can’t force you to review. No one can. But at least I can say every story I read, I review. I know the value of encouragement, supporting words and the impact it has on a writer.
(Written by Ash aka Goku's Daughter. )

I wrote your name in the sky
But the wind blew it away.
I wrote your name in the sand,
But the waves swept it away.
I wrote your name in my heart,
And it lasted forever.

One bright day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard the noise
And ran to save the two dead boys.
And if you don't believe it's true,
Go ask the blind man, he saw it too.

Daddy's Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favourite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mummy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the back wall for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats
One by one the teacher called a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't there.
'Where's her daddy at?' She heard a boy call out.
'She probably doesn't have one,' another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,
'Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day.'
The words did not offend her, as she smiled up at her Mum.
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique.
'My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him. I'm not standing here alone.
'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart.
I know because he told me he'll forever be in my heart.
With that, her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favourite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud.
'I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here, but heaven's just too far.
You see, he is a soldier and died just this past year
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy and taught brave men to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away.'
And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side.
'I know you're with me Daddy,' to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her, was a fragrant long- stemmed pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far.

Take the time to live . . . and love.
Until eternity. God bless.

1. My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE.
"If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished
cleaning."

2. My mother taught me RELIGION.
"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."

3 . My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL.
"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of
next week!"

4. My mother taught me LOGIC.
"Because I said so, that's why."

5. My mother taught me MORE LOGIC.
"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the
store with me."

6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT.
"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."

7. My mother taught me IRONY.
"Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."

8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.
"Shut your mouth and eat your supper."

9. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM.
"Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"

10. My mother taught me about STAMINA.
"You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."

11. My mother taught me about WEATHER.
"This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."

12. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY.
"If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"

13. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE.
"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."

14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION.
"Stop acting like your father!"

15. My mother taught me about ENVY.
"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't
have wonderful parents like you do."

16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION .
"Just wait until we get home."

17. My mother taught me about RECEIVING.
"You are going to get it when you get home!"

18. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE.
"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that
way."

19. My mother taught me ESP.
"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"

20. My mother taught me HUMOR.
"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don 't come running to me."

21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT.
"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

22. My mother taught me GENETICS.
"You're just like your father."

23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS.
"Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"

24. My mother taught me WISDOM.
"When you get to be my age, you'll understand."

25. And my favorite: My mother taught me about JUSTICE.
"One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!"

Let me tell you a story about four friends of mine: Everybody, Nobody, Anybody, and Somebody. They were good friends and all lived in the same town.
A new person was going to move into their town, and they needed a house. Everybody thought Somebody would build it, and Somebody thought Anybody would build it. But, in the end, Nobody built it.
So, Everybody was mad at Somebody because Nobody did the job Anybody could have done.

Try Not To Cry:

Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great, huge crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
When I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye.
I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.
But Mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try
I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest
When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could
Please listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true
And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"

In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech Students Who Were Lost
Please if you would,
Don't smash this on the ground.
If you pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".

To Maintain A Healthy Level Of Insanity

1. At Lunch Time, Sit In Your Parked Car With Sunglasses on and point a Hair Dryer At Passing Cars. See If They Slow Down.

2. Page Yourself Over The Intercom. Don't Disguise Your Voice.

3. Every Time Someone Asks You To Do Something, ask If They Want Fries with that.

4. When caught sleeping at school/work/wherever you are not supposed to be sleeping, and you are woken up, shout, "AMEN!"

5.Put Decaf In The Coffee Maker For 3 Weeks. Once Everyone has Gotten Over Their Caffeine Addictions, Switch to Espresso.

6.In the Memo Field Of All Your Checks, Write For Marijuana

7.Finish All Your sentences with 'In Accordance With The Prophecy'.

9. Skip down the hall Rather Than Walk and see how many looks you get.

10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat, with a serious face.

11.Specify That Your Drive-through Order Is 'To Go'.

12. Sing Along At The Opera.

14. Put Mosquito Netting Around Your Work Area and Play tropical Sounds All Day.

15. Five Days In Advance, Tell Your Friends You Can't Attend Their Party Because You have a headache.

17. When The Money Comes Out The ATM, Scream 'I Won! I Won!'

18. When Leaving the Zoo, Start Running towards the Parking lot, Yelling 'Run For Your Lives! They're Loose!'

19. Tell Your Children Over Dinner,'Due To The Economy, We Are Going To Have To Let One Of You Go.'

20 And The Final Way To Keep A Healthy Level Of Insanity, Copy and Paste this To Make People who read bios Smile.

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OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get Parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

If you are against racism, COPY THIS ONTO YOUR PROFILE. The only race is humanity.

A poem I am passing on about child abuse, I hope you pass it on too.

My name is Tiffany, I am three,
My eyes are swollen, I cannot see,
I must be stupid, I must be bad,
What else could have made, My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better, I wish I weren’t ugly,
Then maybe my mommy, Would still want to hug me,
I can’t do a wrong,
I can’t speak at all, Or else I'm locked up, All day long,
When I'm awake I'm all alone, The house is dark, My folks aren’t home,
When my mommy does come home,
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll just get, One whipping tonight,
I just heard a car,
My daddy is back, From Charlie’s bar,
I hear him curse, My name is called,
I press myself, Against the wall,
I try to hide, From his evil eyes,
I’m so afraid now, I’m starting to cry,
He finds me weeping, Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault, He suffers at work,
He slaps and hits me, And yells at me more,
I finally get free, And run to the door,
He’s already locked it, And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me, against the hard wall,
I fall to the floor, With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues, With more bad words spoken,
"I’m sorry!", I scream, But its now much to late,
His face has been twisted, Into a unimaginable shape,
The hurt and the pain, Again and again,
O please God, have mercy! O please let it end!
And he finally stops, and heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless, Sprawled on the floor,
My name is Tiffany, I am three,
Tonight my daddy, Murdered me.

And you can help to stop this for others. And if you read this and don’t pass it on I pray for your forgiveness because you would have to be One heartless person to not be affected By this poem and because you are affected, Do something about it! So all I ask you to do Is pass this on! If you are against child abuse.

Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys don't want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree.

"REMEMBER WHEN

REMEMBER WHEN ..
getting HiGH meant swinging at a playground?
the worst thing you could get from a boy was c0otiEs?
'm 0 m' (was your hero)
and 'D a D' was the guy you were gonna marry?
when your W0RST ENEMiES were your siblings
and rAcE iSsuEs were about who ran fastest?
when - WAR- was a card game
and life was simple and care free?
remember when all you wanted to do
WAS GROW UP?

Put This In Your Profile If You're Still 5 Inside...No Matter How Old You Are Now

I completely fell for him, but he didn't even stumble.

I don't forgive people because I'm weak; I forgive them because I'm strong enough to realize people make mistakes.

Sweetie, if you're gonna be two-faced, at least make one of them pretty.

Friends believe in you when you have ceased to believe in yourself.

You have to take the good with the bad, smile when you're sad, love what you've got, and remember what you had. Always forgive, but never forget, learn from your mistakes but never regret. People change, and things go wrong, but just remember: life goes on.

What's this thing you call "normal"? Is it contagious? OMG! Don't touch me! I might catch your "normal"!

Keep your head held high; there are people who would kill to see you fall.

You should see me when the meds aren't working.

I want a man that when I come running up to him with tears streaming down my face, the first thing he says is, "Baby, whose ass do I have to kick?"

Life's too short and nothing lasts forever, so live it up, drink it down, laugh it off, avoid the bull crap, and never have regrets, because at one point what you did was exactly what you wanted.

I name inanimate objects.

She's so scared to get close to anyone because anyone that ever said, "I love you. . . I'll be there. . ." left.

I expect a hug the next time I see you.

Her favorite song will say more about her than she ever will.

What upsets me is not that you lied to me; it's that from now on, I can no longer trust you.

Never underestimate the power of a good cry.

In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing.

Sometimes you make me so mad I wanna throw you in the middle of on-going traffic; but then I realize I would probably kill myself trying to save you.

If You Really Love Something Set It Free.
If It Comes Back It's Yours, If Not It Wasn't Meant To Be

If I never met you, I wouldn't like you. If I didn't like you I wouldn't love you.
If I didn't love you I wouldn't miss you, but I did, I do and I will.

I had a dream and it was about you ...
I smiled and recalled the memories we had ...
then I noticed a tear fell from my eyes ... you know why?
'Cause in my dream you kissed me and said goodbye ...

If in this lifetime, I wont get to have you,
I'll make sure that if I meet you in my next life
I wont have to think twice on saying that
"I waited a lifetime to say I love you..."

Should I hate you because you hurt me?
Or should I love you because you made me feel special?

Why am I afraid to lose you when you're not even mine...

Don't ever give up if you still want to try,
Don't ever wipe your tears if you still want to cry.
Don't ever settle for an answer if you still want to know.
Don't ever say you don't love him if you can't let him go.

Ask me how many times my heart has been broken
and I will tell you to look in the sky and count the stars.

She's got him falling head over heels
for her and I can't even get him to stumble..

If you could choose between life and death
you would almost rather die,
love is fun but hurts so much
the price you pay is high.
And so I say don't fall in love,
you will get hurt before your through.
You see my friend, I ought to know,
I fell in love with you.

Days continue to pass, stars continue to shine.
Why do I have tears in my eyes today
when he was NEVER mine?

If I could be anyone at this moment,
I'd be her so you'd love me too.

STORYBOARD

Double Take: (6/4/12)Currently in-progress. Updates will be erratic, but I'm not abandoning it. Sorry. :3

Some Say: (6/4/12)Currently in-progress. Raine's point of view will be up in the next few weeks.

Six and Sam: Fifty Things: (6/4/12)Currently in-progress. I lost my notes, so I'm re-drafting it. Updates will come in the near future.

Piano Man: (12/4/12)Currently in-progress.

IN THE WORKS

A one-shot for Galen and Keller (Night World)

A one-shot for Mason and Neville (Nightshade)

A one-shot for Ren and Calla (Nightshade)

A one-shot for Val and Alin (Exiles/The Ruins of Ambrai)

A one-shot for Kensi and Deeks (NCIS:LA)

THANKS SO MUCH TO ALL MY ANONYMOUS REVIEWERS! I WISH I COULD SEND YOU ALL INDIVIDUAL VIRTUAL HUGS!!