Author has written 8 stories for Harry Potter, Spider-Man, Lord of the Rings, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Avengers, and Sherlock.
A Bio of Sorts
Age: Old enough to drive but young enough not to receive any senior citizen benefits
Pen name (to be used if, for some incomprehensible reason, you wish to PM me regarding... whatever): Syfris Plath
Personalty: Introverted, but loves people. Optimistic, but disillusioned with the world. Loves to type stories, but is slowly getting carpal tunnel. So basically not much of one.
Current Self-Updating Favorites:
Color- any shade of purple
Song- "Weird Al" Yankovic's Foil
TV Series- The Big Bang Theory
Book- Trickster's Choice by Tamora Pierce
Book Series- The Iron Druid Chronicles by Kevin Hearne
Food- Angel-hair Pasta
Pastime- writing FanFiction (a.k.a. a cop-out answer)
Current Never-Changing-Unless-to-Add-More Least Favorites:
Color- Haven't found one I hate yet
Song- Any involving a rap verse that takes up more than half of the actual song. This doesn't apply to any that are solely supposed to be rap songs.
Movie- I have a love/hate relationship with White Girls
TV Series- Uncle Grandpa (I just don't understand why it exists)
Book/Book Series- 50 Shades of Gray
Pastime- Doing nothing when things need to be done
(='.'=) This is Bunny.
A list of works, in no particular order, that I believe every aspiring author or poet should read at least once.
My Favorite Poem:
A Voice from Death
A voice from Death, solemn and strange, in all his sweep and power,
With sudden, indescribable blow--towns drown'd--humanity by
The vaunted work of thrift, goods, dwellings, forge, street, iron bridge,
Dash'd pell-mell by the blow--yet usher'd life continuing on,
(Amid the rest, amid the rushing, whirling, wild debris,
A suffering woman saved--a baby safely born!)
Although I come and unannounc'd, in horror and in pang,
In pouring flood and fire, and wholesale elemental crash, (this
voice so solemn, strange,)
I too a minister of Deity.
Yea, Death, we bow our faces, veil our eyes to thee,
We mourn the old, the young untimely drawn to thee,
The fair, the strong, the good, the capable,
The household wreck'd, the husband and the wife, the engulfed forger
in his forge,
The corpses in the whelming waters and the mud,
The gather'd thousands to their funeral mounds, and thousands never
found or gather'd.
Then after burying, mourning the dead,
(Faithful to them found or unfound, forgetting not, bearing the
past, here new musing,)
A day--a passing moment or an hour--America itself bends low,
Silent, resign'd, submissive.
War, death, cataclysm like this, America,
Take deep to thy proud prosperous heart.
E'en as I chant, lo! out of death, and out of ooze and slime,
The blossoms rapidly blooming, sympathy, help, love,
From West and East, from South and North and over sea,
Its hot-spurr'd hearts and hands humanity to human aid moves on;
And from within a thought and lesson yet.
Thou ever-darting Globe! through Space and Air!
Thou waters that encompass us!
Thou that in all the life and death of us, in action or in sleep!
Thou laws invisible that permeate them and all,
Thou that in all, and over all, and through and under all, incessant!
Thou! thou! the vital, universal, giant force resistless, sleepless, calm,
Holding Humanity as in thy open hand, as some ephemeral toy,
How ill to e'er forget thee!
For I too have forgotten,
(Wrapt in these little potencies of progress, politics, culture,
wealth, inventions, civilization,)
Have lost my recognition of your silent ever-swaying power, ye
mighty, elemental throes,
In which and upon which we float, and every one of us is buoy'd.
16 things to do at Wal-Mart
1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they aren't looking.
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Here is the link for the map that is used in the Traveler's Guide in Onto Greener Pasture and Brighter Skies: http : // lotrproject . com/map/#zoom=3&lat=-1315.5&lon=1500&layers=BTTTTT