Author has written 38 stories for Harry Potter, Twilight, Host, Maximum Ride, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, 10 Things I Hate About You, Gallagher Girls, Pride and Prejudice, Two Princesses of Bamarre, Mortal Instruments, Doctor Who, Christy, and Divergent Trilogy.
"If you are feeling like life cannot go on like this, try skipping; it might help just a little." - Anonymous
I change icons like it's part of my religion.
I love Harry Potter a bit more than is healthy. Or a shitload more.
I love to beta! Here's my beta profile; I'm free to beta pretty much anything, and, seriously, I would LOVE to do it.
All five of my friends are on FF.net, and they're all actually my IRL friends. Seriously. It's more like we're six parts of a soul, really. There's J.T.R.-san, my bestest best friend since I can't remember when; Talvana, with whom I can always annoy the hell out of people in English class; Tassel630, with whom I do EVERYTHING; Unigu Mika, who brings out the pervert in all of us; and then Akira43, with whom I can squee over Pride and Prejudice uncontrollably.
Fan of Maximum Ride? If you are, and you're on my page, then you've probably read A Collab of Alphabetical Proportions, on which I diligently worked with my friends Akira43 and Tassel630. But we're not done yet. To continue the laughs, either click on the link or go to Akira43's profile and hit Leftover Alphabet Soup, where we buckle down on some rules, or, more recently, hit Tassel's page to see the very last part of the collab, entitled One-Letter Stand, where there's a special surprise in every chapter.
Things Ninja C does in her spare time: reads, writes, sleeps, plays viola, eats, obsesses over stuff, lives on the computer, cries about stupid things, laughs. I am easily reachable on Tumblr, Gmail, and NaNoWriMo.org.
A good essay is ten percent inspiration, fifteen percent perspiration, and seventy-five percent desperation.
To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many is research.
Writers are not a naturally combative species. We’re used to sitting in front of our computers and crying. Fresh air is like poison to us. If protocol didn’t dictate otherwise, it’s very likely we would never wear pants. – Rachel Axler
Many people hear voices when no one is there. Some of them are called mad and are shut up in rooms where they stare at the walls all day. Others are called writers and they do pretty much the same thing. – Margaret Chittenden
There never was a good biography of a good novelist. There couldn’t be. He is too many people if he’s any good. – F. Scott Fitzgerald
Easy reading is damn hard writing. – Nathaniel Hawthorne
A writer is a person for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people. – Thomas Mann
Legend has it that once, long ago, in a land far away, there was a writer who wasn’t depressed. – Robert Masello
Writing is a solitary occupation. Family and society are the natural enemies of the writer. He must be alone, uninterrupted, and slightly savage if he is to sustain and complete an undertaking. – Jessamyn West
A signature always reveals a man’s character – and sometimes even his name.
I refuse to play a game of wits with someone who lacks a weapon.
If at first you don’t succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.
Why be difficult when, with just a little bit of effort, you can be impossible?
Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us. – Bill Watterson
A true friend cares for you if she says nasty things to your face instead of behind your back.
If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.
You know you love someone dearly when the idea of humiliating them is just too goddamn hilarious to pass up.
We picture lovers face to face but friends side by side; their eyes look ahead. – C. S. Lewis
A woman in danger… is a dangerous woman.
God made man, and then he said, “I can do better than that,” and made woman. – Adela Rodgers St. Johns
Whatever women must do, they must do twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily, this is not difficult. – Charlotte Whitton
The more you learn about the world, the more there is to laugh about. – Bill Nye the Science Guy
One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries. – A. A. Milne
Disbelief in magic can force a poor soul into believing in government and business. – Tom Robbins
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. – Hunter S. Thompson
If you have never said “Excuse me” to a parking meter or bashed your shins on a fireplug, you are probably wasting valuable reading time. – Sherri Chasin Calvo
CHALLENGE TIME! Continue this joke: "A Death Eater, a werewolf, and the Chosen One walk into a bar..."
Let me know if you do it, so I can read it (obviously).
OMG SOMEONE ACTUALLY COMPLIED (but the challenge is still up for grabs)!
Akira43: Ha ha, "moo." It sounds like a cow!
J.T.R.-san: Hey, I really like that deep, foresty purple!
me: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in fandom.
"J.T.R.-san: I smell people!"
my sister: Are you done making the brownies yet?
Akira43: No! If we were, we wouldn't still be making them!
Unigu Mika: Well, shoot me in the head and call me a biscuit!
J.T.R.-san: OMG, it's a multicolored rainbow!
"Unigu Mika: Guys, guys! A deer hit my mom!"
Unigu Mika: *she's completely serious* Hey, you know what would be cool? If we could communicate with people using the Internet!
Unigu Mika: That was like, you and your friend are walking through the mall, then a bear shows up, rips your friend's face off, and walks away.
Akira43: It's like a ghost town, except with no ghosts... and no town.
"Unigu Mika: Would you like some mozzarella with that cheese?"
J.T.R.-san: Hello, world! Today I exist!
J.T.R.-san: I hugged it and Death came out!
J.T.R.-san: Hobo is as hobo does.
"Tassel630: *to me* I hereby dub thee King Arthur.
J.T.R.-san: What about me?!
Tassel630: You can be Lancelot.
me: Does that make you Guinevere?
J.T.R.-san: Come; let us have an affair."
Tassel630: I got a plot bunny yesterday.
me: Ooh, tell me!
Tassel630: Well, basically, Bellatrix has an alter ego... and sometimes, she's transported into the Cinderella universe.
me: Aww. I thought you were gonna say she was Hannah Montana.
me: (to my sister) No me molesta. (Spanish for "Don't bother me.")
my aunt: Yeah, quit molesting your sister.
Tassel630: Wait, where is there fire in Harry Potter 4?
"me: *intense movie moment* LET'S DO THIS.
Tassel630: Wait, help me up!"
Tassel630: I wouldn't want to be a white male landowner!
me: Yeah, that would make sleepovers REALLY awkward.
Tassel630: Aww. It looks like a young child attempting to dance!
J.T.R.-san: Oh. I was gonna say it looked like someone being shot.
lady delivering flowers for my mom: Uhh... what're you guys doing?
Tassel630: *completely serious* Hairdrying a shirt.
"me: You know it'll be a funny day when you open the pantry and find a person."
Tassel630's dad: If I start screaming, don't touch me; just hit me with a stick.
J.T.R.-san: And that is how I came to need an exorcism.
Tassel630: I'm gonna roll up my pants and be generally hip.
"our teacher: Oh, you made a little Play-Doh baby!
Unigu Mika: It's a velociraptor. But close enough."
Unigu Mika: YOU SHOULD NOT EVEN REMOTELY BE CONSIDERING BEING AN UNFAITHFUL BITCH!
Tassel630: I love that girl. That one, over there.
Talvana: *approaches, not paying attention* IT'S THE APOCALYPSE, I TELL YOU! *retreats*
Tassel630: Yep. That one.
me: So I found this Marauders fic where Peter's actually, like, a human being who can perform basic spells.
Tassel630: Instead of a little bitchsquealer running around James and Sirius like, "Ooh, James, you're so cool! James, ooh, catch the Snitch again, even though you're a Chaser! Ooh, James, mess up your hair!"
"me: I thought you were going to make the pterodactyl purple?
Unigu Mika: Well, I was, but then I realised that red is more VIOLENT."
Talvana: This does wonders for your thighs!
Tassel630: My thighs are wonderful enough. They have fine self-esteem, thank you! STOP PUTTING MY THIGHS DOWN!
our Jewish friend: *opens pack of Swedish fish* One fish, two fish, red fish... *points to self* Jew fish!
Akira43: (she lives in Florida, away from the rest of us) You guys need to tell me more of what goes on with you.
J.T.R.-san: The letter will look like this: Then Mika went to the bathroom. She hid in there for a while. I think she was counting tiles again. Tassel learned to count to twelve today, and Talvana is still trying to catch up, but at least she now knows five words that have more than two syllables, unlike the former. Ninja was told twice that Harry Potter is not a reliable source for her essay on early writings of the 18th century, and I learned that I cannot fly, nor should I ever attempt it. The ground hurts.
"Akira43: I'm so mad I could... eat... something!"
my sister: Is she dead?
me: No, I'm getting inspiration! Shut up!
my sister: Buckle your swashes, gents; this party ain't over!
me: Seriously, though, if my music gets annoying, just tell me, and I'll turn it off.
Unigu Mika: Well, at least it'll never be as annoying as your face.
"me: I had a weird dream last night. J.T.R.-san was in it, and my dad, and it was about what was supposed to happen today.
Tassel630: Was it prophetic?
me: Yeah, except for the part about any of it being right."
my cousin: Either way, I'm a cat or a Renaissance hobo.
me: When I come back, there'd better be chicken and rejoicing.
Tassel630: Those things do usually go hand in hand.
J.T.R.-san: What can we do to make her feel better besides push her out of a window?
Tassel630: In what way is being pushed out of a window theraputic?
J.T.R.-san: Oh, you know... the freefall... so relaxing.
Tassel630: Do you speak from experience?
"Megan: French people are crazy.
our sociology teacher: Sorry, couldn't hear you. What?
Megan: French people are... cool!"
Megan: I need more toucans in my life.
Akira43: I've always wanted a boy waffle.
J.T.R.-san: When we go tramping on the leen...
"Unigu Mika: They're, like, the inner circle of lovers!"
Tassel630: Well, it was either going to be ice cream or Pachelbel.
Tassel630: Who's on the fifty-dollar bill again?
Tassel630: He's a schmancy pooper.
me: It's just like confetti, except made of ice and death!
"J.T.R.-san: Hang, on, I'll see if I can turn my computer on.
me: I never knew you could be so seductive."
Tassel630: He's the Doctor AND Cedric Diggory!
me: Like a gymnast!
J.T.R.-san: Like a zombie!
me: You're too smart for us, Tassel.
Tassel630: *struggling to open pocketknife, not paying attention*
J.T.R.-san: Case in point.
"Sometimes things have to be believed to be seen." - Anonymous