Author has written 24 stories for Harry Potter, Casual Vacancy, Doctor Who, Ironman, Superman, Thor, Spider-Man, Sherlock, and Fright Night.
Lo readers! I’m AC.
Born and raised in the US, when my Ilvermorny letter got lost I set off in search of Hogwarts. Yet now, after two degrees and five wonderful years in Scotland, I’ve hopped back over the pond. With this trans-Atlantic mess my writing style’s a wee bit odd. While I use UK spelling and slang for fics set in Britain, I'm not fluent in Scottish/English sentence structuring. Throw in my butchering of wizarding slang? Wholly freaking Merlin, it’s a wonder anyone can understand this bloody rubbish. Totes dudes, totes.
My writing sticks close to canon and avoids OCs when possible. I'll be a Potter fanatic 'til I die and, thanks to this, most of my fics are based off of J.K. Rowling's work. But I also have ongoing love affairs with anything relating to Neil Gaiman, Douglas Adams, Sherlock Holmes/BBC Sherlock, Marvel, AVPM/S/SY, House of Cards, and Doctor Who.
You can find me on Tumblr as thestral13!
CURSED CHILD UPDATE: I always have atrocious updating times, with the last few months being no exception. But I've actually been writing like mad since I read Cursed Child. My pace only increased after I was lucky enough to see the play live (err, twice? I'm very lucky and very obsessed), because I completely fell in love with the new canon. They made magic into a dance and Jamie Parker (Harry Potter) is a genius who constantly had me sobbing or staring at the stage in horror.
Yeah yeah, I know everyone and their niffler is bashing the story. But it's freaking amazing and I'm going to keep writing fanfiction about it until all of you agree! The play is a realistic look at the fairy tale, it captures the magic and wonder of Rowling's novels, and I honestly prefer Cursed Child over all of the original seven books (nope, not joking).
Pleasepleaseplease stop calling it fanfiction (at least meant as an insult). Sure, it’s cheesy! But it’s cheesy EXACTLY like the original books were, with crazy characters and mad twists (Voldemort on the back of Quirrel’s head, anyone?). If you’re reading the script, try to put aside the superfluous corniness and look at the themes. Look at how the characters have grown up while remaining twisted in the past. Look at the closures they’ve made and what things remained unsaid. I never thought Rowling could beat Philosopher’s Stone but I’m thrilled to eat my words. I just wish this was a more popular opinion. I understand—it’s horrible the play is only available to a lucky few and the script is nowhere near as good. But even the script is brilliant, corniness and all! Please don’t dismiss Cursed Child as ‘not canon’ because you don’t like a few ships or subplots (as wonky as they may be).
Back to why I haven't been updating. In addition to writing 'A Stricken Lament' and 'The Rise and Fall of Harry J. Potter', I've been working on three additional fanfics based around the new 8th story. Two of these are one-shots (or two/three-shots), but the third? Oh, the third. Any readers of my 'Hallowed Time Twists' is about to be very happy, because I'm completely rewriting it and posting up a new version. I've learned from my mistakes and won't be posting until I have the first 5-10 chapters finished, but it's lovely and filled with Scorpius and I'm so excited! As for the one-shots: one's about R/Hr's wedding and the Best Man's absolute panic when faced with a homicidal bride, while the other is post-CC and is about how Ron isn't the only one who catches drinks with old dorm mates at the Three Broomsticks.
p.s. Got a selfie with Ron Weasley. Will never stop freaking out about this. Also still squeeing about a horrifically awkward selfie with Albus Potter.
p.p.s. If anyone has Jamie Parker’s autograph, I sort of hate you (in a loving way). I stood at the back stage door for a week trying to get it, but while the rest of the main cast was signing the best I got was a photo of him rushing past! Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t want to be mobbed by crazy fangirls either. A security guard on my last day in London put it best: “Trying to get Mr. Parker’s signature is like catching a rare Pokemon.”
p.p.p.s. Totally caught a Mr. Mime. It was hiding in London’s theatre district: who’d have guessed?