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Why do things like this always make me feel like im talking to myself??
Whatever. My name is puddingisevil. Since making up this name 5 years ago I've come to realize that sometimes pudding is a girl's best friend. I'm Californian, born and raised and am currently a college student.
and...yup, that's it, no more personal info on the Internet.
I just reread the parts of my story that I uploaded all those years ago and I gotta say, I'm actually a little bit impressed with my younger self. Admittedly, the writing is a bit immature but there's nothing that makes me want to cringe and hide so that's something.
If you have any HP fanfic suggestions, lmk. I'll forever be a Potterhead.
I don't really plan on being a writer. I just wanted to see if it was fun.
Some random ramblings:
I'm a dreamer, believer, pumpkin-eater, Wikipedia-reader and the ultimate chocolate-lover. I'm quite childish at times (though I am legally an adult in the USA). I start writing things but have difficulty finishing them--hence, the lack of original works of mine on this site. What can I say, being sorta-lazy-yet-not-suits my lifestyle. I'm actually quite good at English, when I care enough to use proper grammar, punctuation and diction. If I were confident enough to gamble in this economy, I'd major in English or Political Science but that's a no-go.
Other than that though, I know lots of things about lots of subjects for no god damn reason other than I had free time to read on the Internet. I can teach you how to crochet, and also how to properly load and carry a concealed weapon without risk of shooting off an important body part, though I've only ever done one of those personally. As a result, sometimes I'm the only one who can follow my thought processes and I say things that don't make sense to anyone but me.
Writers inspire emotions. If a story has a part I hate, a part I love, one that weirds me out, one that makes me jump up on my bed and do the macarenna, one that makes me laugh insanely for an hour, or one that makes me bawl like a baby for 3, I'm gonna let you know that you did your job. Hating the direction a story goes doesn't make your story bad; it's just not the way I would've liked it. Writers who see comments like "I hate your story" and then tell people not to read don't realize they're shutting down the most important part of writing: the audience.My best friend is a puddle named Puddles. Every spring, I wait for the rain to come so that Puddles can come back to me. Puddles is the best friend anyone could ask for. He is the perfect depth for a good splash in the water (and he's always up for it) but he never gets my ankles wet unless I ask. If you ever see Puddles, let him know Pudding says hi and give him a good splash for me.
I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no fucking way Paper can beat Rock. Paper is supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile? Why the hell can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating student as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear that shit up in 2 seconds. When I play rock/ paper/ scissors, I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say, oh shit, I'm sorry, I thought paper would protect you, you asshole.