Author has written 5 stories for House of Night, and Greek Mythology.
"Real life is a funny thing you know. In real life saying the right thing, at the right moment is beyond crucial. So crucial in fact, that most of us start to hesitate, for fear of saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. But lately what I’ve began to fear more than that, is letting the moment pass with saying anything. I think you deserved to look back on your life without this chorus of resounding voices saying, I could of but it’s too late now. So there’s a time for silent, and there a time for waiting your turn. But if you know how you feel, and you so clearly know what you need to say. You’ll know it. I don’t think you should wait.
I think you should Speak Now."
Favortie Quotes from the Hunger Games:
-“Destroying things is much easier than making them.”
-“Well, don't expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear.”
-“You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him."
-“You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real," he whispers.
-“Finnick?" I say, "Maybe some pants?"
-“It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.”
-“Fire is catching! And if we burn, you burn with us!”
-“So that's who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home. ”
-“She's not here," I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You won't find Prim." At her name, he perks up. Raises his flattened ears. Begins to meow hopefully. "Get out!" He dodges the pillow I throw at him. "Go away! There's nothing left for you here!" I start to shake, furious with him. "She's not coming back! She's never ever coming back here again!" I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. "She's dead, you stupid cat. She's dead.”
-“Finnick!" Something between a shriek and a cry of joy. A lovely if somewhat bedraggled young woman--dark tangled hair, sea green eyes--runs toward us in nothing but a sheet. "Finnick!" And suddenly, it's as if there's no one in the world but these two, crashing through space to reach each other. They collide, enfold, lose their balance, and slam against a wall, where they stay. Clinging into one being. Indivisible.
Favorite Quotes from The Perks of Being a Wallflower:
-“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
-“I would die for you. But I won't live for you.”
-“It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.”
-“Enjoy it. Because it's happening.”
-“I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why they're here. If they like their jobs. Or us. And I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.”
-“And all the books you've read have been read by other people. And all the songs you've loved have been heard by other people. And that girl that's pretty to you is pretty to other people. and that if you looked at these facts when you were happy, you would feel great because you are describing 'unity.”
-“Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.”
-“It's much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can't just sit their and put everybody's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things. I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm going to be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn't do or what they didn't know. I don't know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It's just different. Maybe it's good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it's okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.”
-“And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.”
-“The inside jokes weren't jokes anymore. They had become stories. Nobody brought up the bad names or the bad times. And nobody felt sad as long as we could postpone tomorrow with more nostalgia. ”
Review entered by anonymous called Playing Goddess
Playing Goddess:Next time you point a finger, I'll point you to a mirror
That's my opinion. You accuse YA of being garbage, yet you write stuff that's
You say HON is sooooo not Ya, yet you parrot it's style perfectly in Your
" It's dragging the authors are trying too young to be young and hip and our
My Response to this: Well, it's called growing up and learning new things. I really didn't start off wanting to actually become an author or anything, I just did it for fun and I had this idea in my head. Yes, I know My Blood, Your Blood was terribly written and I excuse myself for that because I really didn't know what I was doing. As you grow and learn things you realize that things you always thought were amazing really aren't. Some of these authors have great concepts just badly written. When I wrote this story I was obsessed with the House of Night just like my other stories. Yes I know that the Facebook one was vulgar and bad but that's what they wanted and what I delivered. You have no right to judge my book without not evening knowing about it. You don't know my writing outside of Fanfiction. This was just for fun and eventually I will just end up rewriting all of them. I'm not trying to be a Goddess or whatever I was simply stating my opinion. I can write something close to perfect to ME. The definition of perfection is different for anyone. You are putting words into my mouth. There is clearly a part in that letter that you obviously missed.
"There was this flame I received and I can take criticism, just don't right out and insult me. Anyways, I realized that my writing for My Blood, Your Blood isn't as good as I once thought. When I created Nisha, I wanted someone beautiful and powerful but I forgot something, flaws. I wanted her to do the things that Zoey didn't have the strength to do and she did but she was too perfect. She had Kalona Zoey's friends loved her, she beat Neferet and now what? I'm just making her even more powerful in Royal Blood. I really don't have problems with the Songfic because I am exploring the characters, so that's okay and The Facebook. I don't know. I just think I could have been funny without being so vulgar."
Reading that it's clearly stating that I was accepting the flaws that I saw in my stories. And honey, this is FANFICTION! Not the real deal. So I can goof off as much as I want to because this doesn't really matter to me. This is NOT going to make me money or something that I created but some else's world I am toying with. Also, everyone's a critic. If I do make it, I know that people are not going to like it or find flaws. It's a part of life. So please do not assume and I can state my opinion as loud as I want to because I have freedom of speech.