Author has written 17 stories for Hunger Games, and Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
What you guys should first know about me is that I do NOT update my chapters on a regular timeline. I say that I will, but you can't trust me for shiz about that...I update them whenever I get an surge of inspiration, because I want them to be worth reading. I post one-shots literally ALL THE TIME, and pretty please read them. I love people who follow and/or review. I also love to get PM's. It doesn't even have to be about writing, just hit me up. I mostly write Clato and Percabeth, with the occasional Odesta or Everlark. I NEVER write any cross-overs, sorry.
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Dude, I am like fanfiction married to Clato 27. Don't question it.
I have an unhealthy obsession with The Hunger Games. If I had a dollar for every time I've felt more emotions towards THG than I do towards reality I would probably have enough money to pay for the psychiatric help I obviously need.
I like books. & money. & money that I spend ON books. (:
"Ink and paper are sometimes passionate lovers, oftentimes brother and sister, and occasionally mortal enemies." Terri Guillemets
WHEN THE AUTHOR'S NOTE IS LONGER THAN THE CHAPTER UPDATE = I DON'T UNDERSTAND
A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales. The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small. The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale. Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible. The little girl said, "When i get to heaven I will ask Jonah." The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell ?" The little girl replied, "Then you ask him?"
A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Repost if you're a follower of God.