Author has written 8 stories for Harry Potter, ManHua/Chinese Comics/漫画, and Naruto.
I know it's been forever since the last time I've been on. Things have been hectic - college, 4 part-time jobs, family - and I really haven't had a chance to write. My Nursing Instructor told me that I needed at least an hour of 'me time' a day so I'm planning on using it to either read or write fanfiction. For those of you who stuck with my stories even while I didn't, thank you and it's because of you I chose to come back to this.
Some days I might add a beginning to a story. Some weeks I might add a chapter to a story I enjoy writing about. It will be completely random and I have no idea as to an upload schedule. If anyone would like me to PM them when I decide to upload either a new story or a new chapter to a specific story, PM me and I have a notebook dedicated to you so I remember but you have to let me know so I can get you in there. This is partially because I'm trying to organize everything because I have a real issue with organization and as a nurse-to-be I can't afford to be disorganized anymore.
Now onto the subject of reviews. I would like reviews and I love constructive criticism. However, if you have no good reasons to support your criticism and are doing it just because you want to, I will ignore it - mostly. I hate flamers because the majority of the time they're anonymous users - and I don't mind keeping anonymous reviews open - and they do it in such a tactless way it annoys me. If you do flame me, please sign in to your account and we can discuss what you don't like as rational beings - I love seeing other people points of views when it comes to stuff like this and it helps my writing improve. However, if it gets to a certain point, I will turn off anonymous reviews because I hate tactlessness and stupidity and it reminds me of mosquito bites.
If anyone would like to adopt one of my stories that I haven't updated in 3 months, PM me and we can work something out. If you would like to talk to me just because, feel free to PM me and I'll try to PM you back within a reasonable amount of time. If you would like to compare writing styles, share notes, or even have me beta your stuff or you beta my stuff, PM me. However, for the beta issues, if you PM and ask to beta my stuff and then disappear on me, I will be pissed - as much as I believe it's an ugly emotion. At least tell me if you don't want to do it and I'll completely understand.
I'm a very easy going person and I have been told I have the patients of a saint - I've been working with children 6 weeks and up since my baby brother was born when I was two. However, I go at me own pace so please don't spam me asking for me to continue. While I will take that into consideration on which stories I will continue first, too many are just annoying - especially from the same person. If you want me to continue one story over another, give me a decent review. And I do not mean the simple "Love the story, please continue." No, I mean the "I like this, this, and this; this part could use some work. I dislike this part because of this," type of review. It gives me stuff to think about and allows other people to assess whether or not they want to read my work - because I know I read a handful of reviews before I actually read a story unless they have a certain number of favorites based on many different circumstances.
If you guys have actually read this, feel free to PM me and tell me what parts you'd change - because, again, I lice constructive criticism and I'm always looking for improvement. I would also like to say thank you for reading this because I know that it's long, boring, and who reads profiles these days unless they like the majority of an authors work.
Now onto the stuff I've found interesting. Some of these i've found on other people profiles ages ago and forgotten where - if it's from your profile let me know and I'll let people know that where I got it from. Some of this will be random facts about various things that I've found throughout my various reading habits over the years and from nightly dinner lectures with my father and my brother - we like to compare notes and Mother hates it.
Because I'm my Father's daughter I have to add this first. I didn't realize how much he meant to me until this past year when he almost died from a Heart Attack for the second time - I didn't even know about the first time and I live with the man. The only reason he survived, according to the doctors, was because instead of the two veins that normally go around your heart to supply blood, he had three. So thank you Dad for always being there for me and supporting me in your own twisted special way that I can never completely understand.
At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping it all over his lap.
When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him by never even bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to football to one birthday party after another. You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked him by waiting until he left the house.
When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion. You thanked him by telling him he had no taste.
When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug. You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You thanked him by taking it every chance you could.
When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him by being on the phone all night.
When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn.
When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags. You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.
When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you how deeply he loved you. You thanked him by moving halfway across the country.
When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him. You thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their children.
And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on your heart.
If you love your dad, post this on your profile.
This next one is an interesting fact about the U.S Highway system that not many people I've found know. I learned it three months before Dad was hospitalized, forgot about it, and then was talking about it with my Chiropractor the other day and it was brought up.
The U.S. Highway system was originally created in order to get troops from one side of the U.S. to the other in as short amount of time. The reason why the roads are so interconnected is so that if one road was bombed and 'out of order', there would be many other pathways to transport troops effectively. It had the positive side effect of also transporting food, mail, and so much more and helped the economy in unforeseen ways.
During my senior year of High School my younger brother got his first girlfriend - I still haven't gotten a boyfriend and he lords it over me constantly. He'd had a crush on her since third grade and he was in fourth grade when he showed me a picture of her and said "I'm going to marry her one day." I laughed because I immediately knew what type of girl she was and I told him "In your dreams." I was a mean big sister. So, his freshman year came and next thing I know he brings a girl home and says, "Hey sis, meet my best friend and girlfriend." Same girl from the picture... I was so embarrassed when he told her the story and she laughed. I thought I was mistaken for all of five minutes. I didn't tell me brother and then last year, with my dad in the hospital and all, he couldn't afford to take her out on dates anymore and she broke up with him saying that he treated her more like a friend. My brother, the man who never cries even when he slams the persuasion hammer on his hand while pitting in moms new picket fence, broke down crying. I stayed with him all night. Not even three days later, she was dating a jerk who'd tried to have his way with me a couple months before that who was lucky my brother didn't kill him - I was there first, obviously, and I think he's still singing soprano actually. So this is something I saw and I couldn't help but think "Why are us girls so stupid?" So this is for my brother who was always there for her from the very start and is still there for her even after she broke his heart and refuses not to be there for her no matter how many times we try to tell him that she's not worth it.
Girls Don't realize these things;
I'm sorry that I bought you roses to tell you that I like you
I'm sorry that I was raised with respect not to sleep with you when you were drunk
I'm sorry that my body's not ripped enough to "satisfy" your wants
I'm sorry that I open your car door, and pull out your chair like I was raised
I'm sorry that I'm not cute enough to be "your guy"
I'm sorry that I am actually nice; not a jerk
I'm sorry I don't have a huge bank account to buy you expensive things
I'm sorry I like to spend quality nights at home cuddling with you, instead of at a club
I'm sorry I would rather make love to you then just screw you like some random guy.
I'm sorry that I am always the one you need to talk to, but never good enough to date
I'm sorry that I always held your hair back when you threw up, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car, but when we went out you went home with another guy
I'm sorry that I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere, but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend
I'm sorry if I start not being there because it hurts being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around
I'm sorry if I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work
I'm sorry that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.
I'm sorry if you read this and know somebody like this but don't care
But most of all
I'm sorry for not being sorry anymore
I'm sorry that you can't accept me for who I am
I'm sorry I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good enough to make it in your world.
I'm sorry I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...
I'm sorry that I told you I loved you and actually meant it.
I'm sorry that I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.
I'm Sorry that I cared
I'm sorry that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.
Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?" Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.
If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'
If You're one of the few girls with enough balls to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things'.
This one I just love because even though I tend to be a bit OCD about grammar when I read things even if I try to finish everything, this just amazes me every time.
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Thank you again for reading all of this and I hope you have a Good Day/Night/Evening/Afternoon/Holiday/Morning/Anything-That-I've-Missed!