Author has written 6 stories for Maximum Ride, and Harry Potter.
- Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky, and I thought to myself... where the heck is the ceiling -
I suppose you go onto people's profile to find out about them, right? So... Here we are. A little autobiography. About little old me.
I've been writing basically... forever. I can't remember when my obsession started, but it was certainly early on in my uneventful life. I still have a story I wrote when I was about six years old for school, about an evil woman, Sylvia (when I was little, evil people were always called Sylvia), and how she kidnapped the brother of my story teller, and how she went to find him and ended up melting Sylvia and getting back home with, I quote, "her brother and her fluffy dog, who was called Fluffy."
Another tactic I adopted as a kid was to use the famous "...", but more like, "..." x a billion , to fill up space on the page and make me feel like I had accomplished more. My dots literally went down half the page when I got particularly tired of typing furiously and getting no where.
Back to the present.
I AM NOW SIXTEEN YEARS OF AGE BITCHES.
Average height. Dark, dark brown hair (often mistaken for black; often causes injuries as I usually attack anyone who makes a comment on how black my hair is). Dark brown eyes. Olive skin.
I’m loud, eccentric, obsessed with converses. I wear bright clothes, hardly ever wear my hair down. I’ve moved schools and houses more times than I can remember, because of my parent’s work, and it’s always such a task leaving behind the friends I’ve made... I’m staying put now. In London, in a all-girls school.
I listen to music much louder than I should. I eat a lot, but somehow manage to stay skinny. I love sport, especially netball or hockey – such enjoyable injuries can be caused with a stick :). Pasta is my life. Tumblr is my new obsession.
I am BRITISH and proud.
I like to write and read romantic stories about angsty teenage girls. At the moment, I'm going through a major obsession with Scorose fanfictions (Harry Potter). Scorpius sounds bloody gorgeous.
Cause clearly, that's the whole point of this site.
GUYS, I'M SORRY FOR MY CRAP UPDATING. It is for several reasons, I shall admit.
The fact that I've got SO into Scorpius and Rose fanfictions means that I've kind of lost interest in Maximum Ride, which has been my main point of interest up to this point. I would write Harry Potter fics, but I'm shit at remembering all the stuff in the books - I'm more of a HP film gal. And I spent so much time worrying about Ron and Hermione and urging them to get on with it and fucking kiss each other, that I didn't notice much else...
The other reason. Erm, everyone says this. But seriously, when it comes to it, you will understand. Or you might understand already.
Well, whatever. I HAVE SO MUCH WORK. LIKE, ALL THE BLOODY TIME.
I wish I didn't. I wish it could be the Summer all over again... but it's not. I have heaps of homework... EVERY... SINGLE... DAY. It's like torture. I should be redrafting my English controlled assesment right now. But I'm not. Because I can't be fucking bothered.
So anyway, I will update as often as I can. I don't want to disappoint anyone. I love you all, and you deserve consistency. So I will try.
I just realised something on fanfiction that pisses me off no end.
Do some people feel the need to make the characters in every book gay? I mean, I am honestly not homophobic. I love gay people. Gay guys are so much cooler than straight ones - sorry. True fact. But anyway, when there are two characters who are CLEARLY not gay, who the author did not INTEND to seem gay... why would you make them gay?
Harry Potter and Draco flipping Malfoy???
SNAPE AND REMUS?????? JESUS.
I also hate people who say mean things. I know this is a repeat of other people's points. But just ... shut up. Cause unless you have constructive criticism, then... no one cares. Take it out on the cat. Not on us poor writers who have put up our private work for you to read.
I hate cats by the way. So scary.
OH MY GOD.
This is kinda hypocritical, cause I do it. But, when a story (Harry Potter) is so, so British it hurts, please do us the decency of not using words like "Mom". I hate that word. It's a rude thing to say, I know. But it drives me around the bend. That's the reason I don't use it in my MR stories, despite the fact that they are American. I tried, I did... but I couldn't do it.
And for Christ's sake guys.
English people don't say "snogging". We say "kissing". Snogging is a disgusting word. It makes me think of pigs. And trousers, not pants. Pants are knickers for us. Like, underwear? Yeah. He didn't "take off his pants", hopefully. He took off his TROUSERS.
I think that's it. Until next time, when I think of something else...
First oneshot... reading back on it, I can only describe it as "meh". It's alright, I guess. Not my best work. I was unfortunately too predictably impatient to spend longer than a night on it.
Like a Book
I wanted to try my hand at a slightly more serious piece of writing... I'm pretty proud of how LAB has gone so far.
Plot: Max's dad left home when she was little, and now he's moved back into town with a huge family - one of the sons is Fang, who Max is intrigued and infuriated by. The story is about their relationship.
I have put LAB on hiatus for the moment, simply because I find it difficult to write serious stuff regularly. I only get these bouts of depression every now and then, or I read a really amazing and touching book, which steers me away from my normal comic-writing self. I will update the story soon. I just need to get in the mood, and to work out some sort of plausible plot.
Meet my Sister
COMPLETE! I am very proud of this story. There are loads of ways I could improve it, but I reckon it's fine the way it is. A light hearted romantic piece about Max and Fang, of course. Fang saves Max's life, she owes him a favor, he asks her to pretend to be his sister for the summer for various reasons... and thus begins our story.
Meet my Mother
The story I am currently working on. I'll have the next chapter up soon.
IT'S A SEQUEL TO MEET MY SISTER. Fang's Mum returns home from Hong Kong and she bugs Max and Fang until they eventually break apart. The story progresses to show how Max and Fang really get to know one another, and some other funny/not so funny crap about the other characters.
Check it out!
Meh. First fic I wrote, and I refuse to reread it. I think it's all right, but definitely not my best work. Oh well :) Just some Fax and school and stuff...
Mistakes Made When a Redhead gets Confused
Probably my least favorite story out of the ones on here. I have been going through this craze of reading Scorpius/Rose Harry Potter fanfictions, and at the time, I just had to have a go myself. I didn't do it very well, and I hope some time in the future I'm going to sit down and write another, better Scorose fanfic. Until then, you have this.
Go read them bitches.