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Author has written 10 stories for Warriors.
At the bottom is a compilation of my favorite book quotes! Scroll down to read them.
Also, one other thing. I've been receiving many, many requests to join forum Clans, which I'm just not interested in. I'm very busy with schoolwork, homework, sports, clubs, etc. and will definitely not have the time to both post stories AND do stuff on forum Clans. Also, I prefer writing at my own speed with my own ideas, not for challenges and the like. So, again, I really don't want to join any forum Clans at the moment, so please stop asking. Thanks.
So... on to the bit about me.
Name: Snowfall (though I generally just go by Snow)
Age: I'm 17. -shrug- Try to track me I guess.
Where I Live: 'Murica!
About Me: I'm a person, I guess. I mean I think I'm a person. I'm also a Christian, a high schooler, a writer, and a girl. I have two pets in permanent residence, both cats. I enjoy writing, drawing, reading, going on walks, and having deep conversations with friends. Physical characteristics include a pixie cut, a height of 5'11", and hazel eyes. I have a strange love-hate relationship with chocolate, as in I hate the taste of chocolate but sometimes will crave it anyway. Then I'll eat it and remember how gross it tastes. I swim competitively in the summer and used to swim year-round before AP classes happened. I am also a proud INFP.
Other Website Accounts:
Deviantart: http: // snowfall16. deviantart. com
Future Plans for FFN: I will be working on my new book, Take Flight. It would mean a lot if you read it!
Recommended Writers: InkblotLeaf, KatieK101/KatieK102 (same person)
FIXED Common Sense Profile Meme
...Common Sense finally gave up the will to live after an elderly woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was an astounding 190 degrees Fahrenheit. In a stationary car, while attempting to put in cream and sugar, she accidentally spilled some in her lap, promptly receiving major third-degree burns on her legs and genitals. She endured years of treatment and almost died in the process. After finally recovering enough to leave the hospital, though still crippled and frail, she contacted the McDonalds that had sold her the coffee, asking them to cover her medical bills, which amounted to about $11,000. When the McDonalds refused, she went to court. In the end, she was awarded close to $3 million, much more than she'd originally asked.
I know this is pretty much a rant, but whatever. Rant it is and rant it will be.
This is about requesting OCs. I'm not fussed if someone tells their reviewers they can submit OCs if they want because it's a way of thanking them for their support. But for those people who make "new stories" just to ask for OCs bugs me. Either it's a way of advertising their story or people just don't feel like filling out their own allegiances. If they don't care enough about their story to fill out their allegiances, I don't foresee that story going too far.
But it's not just that, it's also giving away your story to people who probably won't read it. This is what really gets me, much more than what's in the first paragraph. This is why I did not ask for OCs for Take Flight, even from those who read my Misty trilogy. For one, I knew a lot of people would submit loners and rogues with just a warrior cat prefix, like Soot or Storm. Personally, I think those names are rather boring when you could have a cat named Athena or Betelgeuse or even James. For another, I'd feel like those characters weren't my own. Let's say someone submitted Storm as an OC, yeah? And as I was writing I discovered the best thing to do would be to kill Storm. The only problem is that the submitter would be disappointed that their character died a terrible death while all the other OCs lived happily ever after. If you'd put in the initial effort to come up with Storm yourself, or a character very similar to him, you could easily kill him and make the story as good as it could be. However, with Storm as an OC, you'd be forced to squish him in as having a happy ending, which would definitely look squished and awkward to readers. Trust me, it would.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that you know your story best and you should care enough about your story to come up with your own characters and make it completely your own instead of giving out free pieces of it to people who might never read it. Actual authors don't ask the world for character submissions, so you should build good habits now and make up your own characters. Honestly, it's actually really fun.
Current Stories I'm Working On:
I used to have a poem up here, but I took it down because it was about a year old and pretty bad compared with other stuff I've written. Here's another one if you like my writing enough to read it, which would actually be pretty amazing, considering it's a fairly long poem. Thanks~
the world is black and white
black and white
saying it over and over
as though through repetition you can
force it to be true
but instead it loses meaning
some words are meant to be erased
pencil not permanent marker
when you try to erase the marker it
you only hide it under a pile of eraser shavings
until you have no more eraser
but when you brush them away
it’s still there
written in invisible ink on your forehead
glittering purple out of every mirror
you can’t avoid your reflection forever
you must accept it
but you can’t you shouldn’t it’s not right
but who gets to say what’s right and wrong
not you apparently
you scrub your forehead
rub the permanent marker until it
it’s permanent it never goes away
you can only hide it hide it
but in hide-and-seek
the hidden are always found
or they come out from boredom
come out to play
mess with your mind till
you don’t recognize yourself
only the purple words
scrawled across your face in handwriting you hate
they’re all you know is true
if they haven’t disappeared they MUST be true
you look down at the marker
clutched in your own fist
white knuckles black ink
you try to drop it but you can’t it’s glued there
rip it from your skin fling it on the ground
but blackness floods from its tip overwhelms
you you’re drowning in ink your feet are stuck to the ground
stuck to yourself stuck to the marker
it’s a part of you
it is you
black changes to purple
you’re stained with purple
it’s stronger than before you can’t get away
it coats your eyelids infiltrates your dreams
when you wake up it leaks from your pores
stains the bedsheets
you wonder how no one can see it but you
throw out all your pens
all your markers
keep only pencils with their erasable graphite tips
but your erasers are gone they turned into shavings
even pencils are permanent now
tangle in your hair tickle your forehead
wings in bright colors
catching your eye you can’t look away
purple and red
purple and yellow
purple and green
you vomit butterflies
shaking knees you collapse in a puddle of ink
it splatters your eyelids
spells words you don’t want to see
but they haunt you
when you blink when you sleep
when you close your eyes for a minute to
just get away
you can never get away
you wonder how to rid yourself of it
and realize you can’t
raise the marker held tight in your fist
write the words on your own forehead
and the ink is
purple not black
nothing is black and white anymore
your life is a blank book again
turn the pages into a night sky
then write a new story
a better one a right one
purple ink on black
they blend together
merge into an iridescent color
you’d never known existed before
it becomes a mirror
you see your reflection
and smile because
you finally recognize the face smiling back
purple is just as fitting as
black and white used to be
Favorite Book Quotes:
“I've got the Mark of Cain," said Simon. "That means nothing can kill me, right?"
-City of Lost Souls
“You said you were going for a walk!? What kind of walk takes six hours?"
-City of Glass
“You're not very nice," I say, grinning.
“But Dumbledore says he doesn't care what they do as long as they don't take him off the Chocolate Frog cards.”
-Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
-The Princess Bride
“I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose.”
“Don't order any of the faerie food," said Jace, looking at her over the top of his menu. "It tends to make humans a little crazy. One minute you're munching a faerie plum, the next minute you're running naked down Madison Avenue with antlers on your head. Not," he added hastily, "that this has ever happened to me.”
-City of Bones
“Mawwage. Mawwage is what bwings us together today.”
-The Princess Bride
“What's this?" he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there.
-City of Bones
“I have lightning and wind powers," Jason reminded him. "Piper can turn beautiful and charm people into giving her BMWs. You're no more a freak than we are. And, hey, maybe you can fly, too. Like jump off a building and yell 'Flame on!'"
-The Lost Hero
“Well, when I was five, I wanted my mother to let me go around and around inside a dryer with the clothes,” Clary said. “The difference is, she didn’t let me.”
-City of Bones
“The Death Eaters can't all be pure-blood, there aren't enough pure-blood wizards left," said Hermione stubbornly. "I expect most of them are half-bloods pretending to be pure. It's only Muggle-borns they hate, they'd be quite happy to let you and Ron join up"
-Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
“Tyson, Frank is a descendant of Poseidon."
-The Son of Neptune
“Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business.
-Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
“If you were half as funny as you think you are, you'd be twice as funny as you are now.”
-City of Bones
“And when demigods use cell phones, the signals agitate every monster within a hundred miles. It's like sending up a flare: Here I am! Please rearrange my face!”
-The Last Olympian
“Don't talk to me."
-Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
“I thought I'd lie on the floor and writhe in pain for a while," he grunted, "It relaxes me."
-City of Ashes