I'm really more of a reader than a writer, as you have most likely guessed when you see my vast collection of favorites, and barren and cobwebbed shelf of My Stories. (pshh, what am I talking about, there isn't even a shelf!)
My favorite fanfic's are for Harry Potter, and, Chronicals of Narnia, Supernatural, and LOTR.
Lets move on...
My description of myself.
I'm a loner, slightly crazy, and in love with a lot of the male characters in my favorite books. Sirus, Remus, James, Seph, Will, Edmund, Dean Winchester, DOCTER WHO # 10,and Faramir to name a few. Oh and my greatest wish is to live in the wizarding world or Narnia because its freaking awesome.
Note: Moving into the Tardis with David Tennant is my lifelong dream.
I recently took the scientific Harry Potter sorting quiz, and it asked real personality questions, not stupid q's like whats your favorite color, and turns out i'd tie for Griffindor, or Ravenclaw. Knowing me i would probably force the sorting hat to put me in Ravenclaw, cuz they are freaking awesome, and books rule! Plus Luna's like my role model in life...
So hey there, I'm N. Fowleri the kickass Ravenclaw! ;)
Gotta love the Irish ;)
Póg mo thóin!
Translation: Kiss my ass!
A Dads Poem
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy 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 wall in back, 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, for 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, she smiled up at her Mom 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 favorite 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 was a fireman and died just this past year when airplanes hit the towers and taught Americans 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.
‘They’ say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.
Send this to the people you'll never forget and remember to send it also to the person that sent it to you. It's a short message to let them know that you'll never forget them. If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're in a hurry and that you've forgotten your friends.
Take the time...to live and love. Until eternity. May you be blessed.
(("My dads a firefighter so for me this could all to easily become a reality."
"I love you Daddy."))
"Good friends will bail you out of jail. Best friends will stand next to you saying damn that was fun!"
"Our children control the future of the earth... we're doomed".
How to shop at wal-mart
1. Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals.
2. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.
3. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone,
4. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.
5. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.
6. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department.
7. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask,
8. Look right into the security camera & use it as a mirror, and pick your nose.
9. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti - depressants are.
10. Dart around the store suspiciously loudly humming the "Mission Impossible" theme.
11. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna look."
12. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through,
13. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream,
14. Go into a fitting room and shut the door and wait a while and then yell, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!"
15.Grab a lot of bouncy balls and throw them down the aisle, shouting, "I CHOOSE YOU PIKACHU!!"
16. Have a friend push you down the aisle in a shopping cart as you yell "THE REDNECKS ARE COMING! THE REDNECKS ARE COMING!"
17. Shout at the top of your lungs "WALDEMORT IS TAKING OVER!" and count how many people turn to look at you.
A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year.
She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the tall elm trees, she asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger.
When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it.
However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her.
She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.
Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her.
When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there.
Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to cry.
Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station.
She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story.
The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him.
She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before.
When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed.
The officer thanked her for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her.
She asked if they would ask the man one question.
She was curious as to why he had not attacked her.
When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her."
You're never alone...
93 Percent Of the people who read this won't repost it.
Don't be one of those people.
Believe in God and he'll always be there to protect you.
The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here."
The black man turned around and stood up.
He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, When I grew up I was BLACK, When I'm sick I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away... Post this on your profile if you hate racism.
One day we will look back on this, laugh nervously, and change the subject.
Life isn't passing me by, it's trying to run me over.
You laugh now because you're older than me by mere months, but when you're 40 and I'm still 39, who will be laughing then?
I don't obsess! I think intensely.
Whoever said nothing is impossible never tried slamming a revolving door...
Parents spend the first part of our lives teaching us to walk and talk, and the rest of it telling us to sit down and shut up
I've got ADD and magic markers. Oh, the fun I will have!
If you've ever talked to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile.
-I'm not paranoid... WHICH ONE OF MY ENEMIES TOLD YOU THIS?!
-Don’t knock on death’s door. Ring the bell and run. He hates that.
-If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.
Awesome Quotes from Stages of Hope Chapter 15, by Kayly Silverstorm...
"Everyone's in relationships," Luna answered carelessly. "They're all over the place. They grow them secretly in chest cavities, then release them into the wilderness."
And here is another awesome quote that is from the same story as well as the same chapter...
""Once upon a time," she said slowly, with real weight behind the words...
"Once upon a time, there were four children. One boy that had only a toad as a friend. One boy that had grown up in an ocean of red hair and never really learned to swim. One boy that had been hidden away in a cupboard. And one girl that spent all her time in an enchanted castle made out of books. When their chest cavities were ready to release their hearts into the wild, they met on a journey. It was, of course, a magical journey."
"The magical journey would take them to a magical castle, where they would find their true family, and of course they were excited. But what they didn't know was that it was also taking them towards a monster that had been lying in wait for years, hiding in the woods and sniffing for tender young hearts it could devour. And that while their journey was carrying them closer and closer to the magical place, the monster was scenting for them, closing in.
"On their journey, the four children met two other girls, one that was the seventh daughter of a seventh son, and one that could see things no one else could. Both had been laughed at and so very lonely, but their chest cavities, too, were straining to release the hearts they'd grown, and so when they met the three boys and the girl, they were not afraid. They did not know that all hearts must break, you see?"
Luna smiled at him, again, but there was something in her eyes that made his own chest cavity ache surprisingly, and suddenly he didn't mind so much that he was standing in the middle of a corridor, listening to a nonsensical tale.
"But then the monster came, and it roared and roared, and huffed and puffed until the magical castle was blown all to pieces, and all the boys and girls were tumbling helter-skelter and lying on the grass like dolls without their strings. And the monster stomped up to the three boys and the three girls, and in a terrible voice it shouted: 'I am the Great, Evil Monster, and you six will not stand against me! I have eaten your fathers and mothers, I have eaten your brothers and sisters, I have eaten your friends, and you can do nothing to stop me! Your power is not great enough!'"
Luna's smile had vanished.
He wondered who had told her this story and what it meant to her. He wondered if he should end this. But then she tilted up her face, and he could see her eyes, fierce and proud, and somehow he knew it was important to listen quietly.
"But the boy who'd only had a toad as friend stood firm, and he released his heart, and it was a heart of strength. 'I will stand against you, even though I'm just a small boy,' he said.
"And the boy who'd grown up in a sea of red hair stood firm, and he released his heart, and it was a loyal heart. 'I will never leave my friends,' he said.
"And the girl who was the seventh daughter of a seventh son stood firm, and she released her heart, and it was a heart of courage. 'I will fight you till the end of the world,' she said."
Luna swallowed, hard.
"And the girl that could see things others couldn't stood firm, and she released her heart, and it was a heart of vision. 'I see you,' she said, 'And I'll never forget what you did to us'.
"And the girl that had lived in an enchanted castle made out of books stood firm, and she released her heart, and it was a heart of wisdom. 'I'll trick you,' she said. 'All your power is no match for cleverness.'
"But the monster laughed at them, and it reached out for all their hearts and crushed two of them, and would have crushed them all, when the last boy stepped forward.
"'No,' he said, and stood firm. And he released his heart, and it was made of the greatest love the world had ever seen. 'This love is your death, monster' he said. 'And we will die together.' And he embraced the monster, despite its terrible teeth and claws, and his love burnt hotter than the sun, and together they died."
As abruptly as the story had begun, it ended. Luna stood silently, the basket in her hand swinging forward and back absently, like a forgotten toy. She didn't appear to be distressed, or even bothered, and he wondered how her story could have touched him so and yet left her entirely serene.""
Isn't that awesome, and sooooo Luna by the way! ;)
Heres another Luna Tale from the above-mentioned story, from Chapter 19...
"Let me tell you a story," Luna offered quietly. "About a hero and his one true love."
L. looked up and found his eyes, and he nodded. He couldn't make sense of Luna's explanations most of the time, but he was beginning to see how important they were. Perhaps this would help.
"Yes, please," L. whispered, and leaned into Luna's touch, just as Harry had done minutes ago.
"Despite the fame and glory that waited for him," Luna began in a prim voice. "The hero of our story grew up hated, never knowing love, so that, when he returned to the country of his birth and met a young girl that was both beautiful and kind, he did not recognize fate for what it was. For many years, he remained thus blinded, although the desire for love grew in him."
Even as he tried to decipher her words, he couldn't help but chuckle quietly. Where Luna's last story had sounded like a fairy tale, full of repetitions and symbolism, this one had the makings of a nineteenth-century novel, misunderstood hero and all.
"When his eyes finally opened and he saw the woman this young girl had blossomed into, his heart was filled with sorrow, because despite his longing, he knew that his love was a forbidden one. For our hero had been cursed with a destiny so dark and dreadful that even the Gods dared not whisper of it.
"But despite his barren future, our hero embraced this boon granted by fortune, and allowed himself to love and be loved. For a few precious months, he found solace in the arms of his destined love, and their devotion to each other seemed strong enough to stop the clocks for a while."
Luna paused for a moment and smiled, her eyes seeing something that was far away and beautiful. L. was leaning towards her, drinking in her words, but He was already bracing himself. He'd heard enough of Luna's stories to know that the darkness would enter this one, soon.
"Then came the day of her brother's wedding, a day meant to be full of joy, a day that ended in heartbreak and destruction. They danced the day away, the girl's long red hair drifting in the soft evening breeze, and for a few perfect hours, all was well.
"But then the guardian cried wolf, and the hordes of evil stormed in from all sights, turning the stage of love into a battlefield. The trapped revellers fought bravely, from the youngest child to the oldest woman, but one by one they were captured or slaughtered, until only a small group remained, protecting the hero, his friends, and his love. Of the girl's large family, only three were left alive, the girl and two of her brothers. Even the couple that had been wed hours before would have died that night, had they not left already."
Lily's eyes had widened in shocked surprise, and Remus saw his own pain echoed in them. But Luna talked on in the same prim, flourishing way, as if she was recounting "David Copperfield", not the life story of her friend Harry, who was lying right beside her, still pretending to be asleep.
"In the end, only the sacrifice of his most trusted Guardians saved our hero and his friends, and as they were spirited away by magic from the awful scene of all their lost hopes, their hearts broke inside their breasts. So many had died, and even then they knew that more would die for them in the months to come.
"But they were still children, and they still believed they would have each other. And so through all the chaos and darkness and flame, our young hero held onto his love, clutching her tight and carrying her with him. He would not let go of her, he'd sworn to himself, not even if death came to claim him."
Luna's voice broke a bit. She took a deep breath and continued, and if her hand sought out Harry's chest, resting on it as if to reassure herself that he was still breathing, it was done quietly, with the implicitness of long habit.
"But in the end, it was not him that death came for. It would not be him for a long time. And so when he was finally safe, and the dawn came, and he could see, the only thing he was clutching in his arms was a corpse, long cold, that would never dance again."
Luna fell quiet. The clocks in the library ticked. He took a deep, desperate breath.
And from under closed lids that shut out the world around them, one single tear leaked out and marked a trail on Harry Potter's dry, dry cheek.
An awesome quote from Sheyricci's Supernatural fic Nothing left to lose, which I personally think should be the Winchester motto is...
Sam stopped again. "Doesn't matter if we aren't speaking to one another, are mad at each other or hate each other. If I'm missing, he'll come after me, if you hurt him, I will take you down, if you fuck with us, we'll ruin your life. Anything else you wanna say Jack?"
Thrilling, elegant, and deadly. Pointed, yet balanced. The sword is easily grasped, but, paradoxically, mastery of the art demands years of serious study. The best stories, I think, are swords.