Poll: Should I start an adoption center for my plot bunnies? I have a couple that I would love to see, but I have no idea where to go with them, so that is why I am asking. If I do, and someone adopts one, all I ask is a link to the story. If someone wants to adopt a bunny that has already been done, they may do so. One person may write it one way, and someone else may write it another. Vote Now!
Author has written 11 stories for Misc. Books, Teen Titans, Misc. Cartoons, Harry Potter, David Eddings, and Hetalia - Axis Powers.
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Poems will be posted to fiction press.
I mainly use this to just look at stuff but some things from my stories will be on here. FYI: I have no artistic talent whatsoever.
Okay, what to say, what to say
I guess I'll just start with my name
Name: Hi I'm Elizabeth Noelle, not really my name's Jess, though my mom considered naming me Elizabeth.
Hobbies: Hobbies...Hobbies...I like to read, does that count? I also enjoy drawing, though, truth be told I'm not very good. I like video games, and my latest hobby is writing. I'm best at Poetry, though most of what I write is kinda depressing or gruesome. For example..."Peel off your skin a layer at a time; Pull out your ribs to make a pretty chime"
Favorite Books(and Authors, and Genres, and...): I started my reading frenzy with the Harry Potter books when I was 5, 14 years (give or take) later I'm still going strong. I like the House of Night series, the Twilight Saga, and my friend Catherine got me hooked on Manga(Fruits Basket, Negima, etc...). I also like Eragon, though they totally botched the movie. Percy Jackson and the Olympians and The Lost Hero are on there. Ummm...
Favorite Movies: I liked Twilight, and Eragon was good(even though it was barely based on the book), Transformers and ROTF and DOTM was okay though I wanted to go after Michael Bay with a pitch-fork-and-torch mob, um...I liked the Harry Potter movies, and Tangled was really good...
My Books:I have a lot of great ideas, though most of them come to me in dreams, and I am currently writing a series. Out of order prehaps, but a series all the same.
Book 3 is about Luna and her brother Nova. This comes after Anne's adventures(yet to be finished), and includes her, her friends, and some new people (and animals). It also has a lot of plot twists and pitfalls (though I'm planning on not having too many of the later). Suspense, Drama, and maybe Anne's old boyfriend will make an appearance. Or not (I said maybe, didn't I!). Though I'll try to get Anne's story up before Luna and Nova's it's not looking so good since I'm already done with Luna and Nova's story. Oh well, these things happen.
I'm also writing a story based loosely on Wings and some of my own original ideas.
January 13, 2011
Hey! I will be posting a new story (hopefully up by today) about what goes on in my head when my muses are being stubborn...when you have writers block, I guess anything is better than nothing. I seriously need help, I honestly think I have gone insane. Question for all of you out there...If your muses all have completely distinct and unique personalities radically different from your own, does that mean you're creative or clinically insane?
March 10, 2011
I was talking to a few friends today, and we got into name meanings. I was curious what my name meant, so I came online to look it up. Apparently my name, Jessica, is Hebrew in origin, and it means *Rich, God beholds*
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I saw this, and I actually started crying...
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.
She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."
"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.
And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart (If you aren't touched by this, you are truly heartless)
November 3, 2012
Yes! I am not dead! I am doing some major overhaul to my stories though...just a warning for when (not if) they disappear. Got to go on a typing marathon, I have soooo much written. Two different rewrites of the Transformers movie, MoaSM, a Read the Books I started for Harry Potter before the admins said "NO WAY! DELETE! DELETE! DELETE!", and an original beginning that could be used for practically any fandom or even as a stand alone original. And that's just what I remember off the top of my head...I wonder where I put the wrist brace...
December 30, 2012
So according to the Mayans the world ended...8 days ago now.
Also I have it on good authority (xxJLCSAADFRNCxx) that the reading the book thing "IS FALSE JK DOES NOT CARE! As long as you disclaim to the story you are legally safe! Post this and spread the word!" this is a direct quote from their profile. They went to the Harry Potter Tour in London and spoke to JK herself.
What else, what else?
This has been both a better and worse year for me. Last year on Dec 4, my mother's birthday, our ferret Jack died in his sleep of bone cancer. As if the year couldn't be hard enough, the following January Chubber and Hazelnut were diagnosed with insulinoma. Insulinoma, for those of you who have no idea of what I'm talking about, is a tumor in the pancreas that produces too much insulin. It is basically the opposite of diabetes, where the body produces too little insulin.
They both held strong for a year, but in the end it was just too much for Hazelnut, her body was starting to give out and the medicine was not helping anymore. So on Nov 16, the day before my birthday, we had they vet put Hazel to sleep. It still hurts even now, I still drag myself out of bed at 5 in the morning to give her meds and reach the ferret room before I remember she's gone. We still have a full bottle of her special concentrated medication sitting on the microwave cabinet we've turned into an impromptu ferret supply station. I'll be cleaning up the toys and I'll find one of her technically dog squeker tennis balls that she'd always come running for (and nip dad's foot in the process as a "Hey, give it here!").
We have placed the urn holding her ashes next to Jack's, and I can only hope that he's taking care of his little sister where ever they are now.
Chubber is still holding strong, though we think the stress of the insulinoma and the loss of his sister has caused him to develop male pattern baldness. The fur behind his ears is starting to fall out, and he already has a quarter-sized bald spot.
We have added to our little ferret family though. Atlas, a champagne boy, was added to the family after we moved but before Jack passed away. And my faith in the existence of life-after-death/ghosts has been cemented in the fact that our big Atlas boy has done things only Jack ever did, but never did Jack do those things in Atlas' presence (aka after we moved). The other addition is Opi (sp?) who could pass for Atlas' twin were he not a year older and have lighter fur on his back and tail. While Atlas has taken up the role of troublemaker, Jill's gotten too old to continue her climbing escapades as MissAdventure, Opi has got a love for sitting in laps. Chubber is the old golden retriever who is happy to lay by your feet, Opi is the puppy who'll sit on your lap asleep as you pet him. For some reason though, Bunny REALLY DOES NOT LIKE Opi. We found Opi through an online listing, thus he came with the name.
Back to the top, and the Mayans, while the world may not end, please expect Snowmaggedon. You know how animals put on more weight and grow thicker coats of fur in the winter? Well for those of us in the Midwest, we've had fairly mild winters the last two years, bar the not so odd for us snowstorm. Bunny has not been as fat as she is for those two years, and while she is the biggest girl in the group, she is not my indicator that something wicked is coming this year. Jill, skinny slinky sneaky Jill, the ferret that can pass for a drowned rat after a bath, HAS LOST HER NECK. She has put on so much winter weight, that she looks like Bunny does in the summer, and has almost no disconcernable neck.
My weather report for the winter...Snow, and a lot of it.
I know, I talk about my ferrets a lot, but they are the only pet I can have as I have a slight allergy to both cats and dogs.
On the subject of my writing, I'll get to it! I seem to have hit writers block with every story I have about 6...7...8...10 months ago and have been writing poetry since. If it will make people happy I will post my poems on FictionPress, you can even use them if you want as long as you disclaim and mention that they're mine. I don't mind at all. Also remember that original beginning I wrote? I will be posting that along with the mythology that surrounds it and give you, the crazy writers of FanFiction, permission to use it as a jump point. Where does Rosa end up? Who does she meet? What adventures does she have? Does she fall in love or not? Will Septima ever find out where she is? Does Novem Die...or just get yelled at? Why is Novem so concerned about Rosa? And why doesn't Rosa look like the other Vexelle? (Those last two are connected and I already know the answer, ask and ye shall receive.) You can even create different characters among the different kinds if you want.
JUST REMEMBER TO DISCLAIM! And send me a link, I want to see the story just as much as anyone else. And said link will find it's place here! on my profile. Details will be up before 2013 rings in here in the MidWest US.
March i don't know
Bunny is dead, she had a heart attack, going into depression, writing poetry about death, will put up ferret memorial story soon.
May 1, 2013
Hello Everyone! I've fought my way out of my sudden bout of depression and have been bombarded by my muses with I. D. E. A. s. I have thereby given them free reign, stupid me I know, and they have given me a list of stories they want to do. I kept veto power over the titles though, and let me tell you these are far better than what they wanted. The titles are also my bit of revenge against them for all the I. D. E. A. s they piled on me. These are all "Read The Books" stories...
"The Muses Are Making Them Read" - Harry Potter
"Here We Go Again" - Percy Jackson
"Another One, Really?" - House of Night
"Will They Ever Stop?" - Kane Chronicles
"This Is Getting Ridiculus" - Unknown for now...
"The Muses..." first few chapters are up now, and they are working on the others. Though if they make "This Is Getting Ridiculus" a "Reading the Twilight Saga" story, I will make them wish they can die...
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August 6, 2013
I am sorry, but I will be unable to post anything til further notice. My laptop is over 5 years old and runs on Windows Vista and refuses to move past the Start-Up Repair screen. So until I can afford a new computer and move all of my files I will not be able to post anything. On a happier note, Lin came to me with a non-fanfiction idea! And I plan on redoing "Sun, Moon, and Star" to better fit the new plotline I have for that world. Soooo...two non-fanfiction ideas along with whatever poems I come up with to keep me busy. Too bad they will never be published, I'm too afraid of the thought of rejection letters to even send it into a publisher.
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