If anyone would like to remix or expand on any of my fics, please, feel free. The only thing I ask is that you credit me where appropriate and, more importantly, link me to whatever you write, because I'd love to read it. :)
After a fire at a Colorado zoo, a determined animal rescue worker risks her freedom when she struggles against a spoiled heiress who legally adopts a pair of endangered Clouded Leopard cubs to return them to the zoo from which they escaped.
A spoiled heiress legally adopts 2 Clouded Leopard cubs despite a determined animal rescue worker's attempt to return them to a Colorado zoo, but when a cub develops a life-threatening illness, she must learn animals have rights too before all is lost.
How is everyone? I hope you're all well. I miss the good old days of being impossibly fannish about things. It makes me feel old to not have anything to squee over.
So I got this in my askbox on Tumblr a few days ago, and the darn thing won't let go.
(It's still me: the one about posting) well.. I'd love to read something about Finnick after his Games: how the relationship with his family changes, how his friends react. And then what happens after he's sold. I'd really really love to read this written by you! :)
I'm having enough issues moving forward with Diving Under, with Notorious, with Down the Rabbit Hole, with original writing, with ghostwriting, but now I'm itching to write yet another thing. ARGH!
In other news, I was just hired to help a guy who wrote a sci fi novel in his native language and translated it to English to clean it up and make it read like it's not a translation. Real money this time. I haven't read the whole thing yet, but what he sent me is intriguing.
The editing job is what I should be working on right now. Guess which one I'm actually doing?
(I really need to get some new icons. Or pay for this account again. Ugh.)
Title: Joyride Rating: PG-13 Characters: Johanna Mason, Finnick Odair Setting: The Capitol the night before training begins for the 74th Games Summary: Johanna may be prickly on the outside, but she's a marshmallow on the inside, especially when it comes to her best friend. When he needs a pick-me-up, she knows what to do. Author's note: This fic was written on the fly for kawuli, who wanted Johanna and Finnick being friends. Happy birthday, Kawuli! I hope you like it.
The Story of Owen is a wonderful, creative, well-written and engaging young adult novel by E.K. Johnston, aka grav_ity. I devoured it when I first read it. It's a fun book that has dragons and high school angst and small Canadian towns and marching band and dragonslaying and bards in training and and and... Did I mention dragons?
So check it out and, if you enjoy it, give it a review there on Amazon, 'cause then my friend will get even more exposure for this award-winning novel. :)
One of my mutuals on Tumblr asked me to tell her what Finnick does for Annie when she is having a bad day, so here you go:
When Annie has a panic attack or an episode of PTSD, Finnick gives her space, but makes sure she knows he’s there when she’s ready for him. He’ll hum or sing or putter around the house whistling so he doesn’t startle her by popping up out of the blue. He’ll heat water for tea. If it’s warm out, he’ll make sure the house is open to the breeze. If it’s chilly or gloomy, he’ll make sure there’s a nice fire in the fireplace -- not to large, not too small, and definitely well-dried wood so there aren’t any dramatic pops when sap hits the flames.
Sometimes he’ll write notes for her or draw funny doodles and leave them in random spots to make her smile (or better yet, laugh). He’ll hit the beach and bring her interesting bits of driftwood or shells, rocks or bits of coral. He’ll weave bracelets and necklaces for her. Once he even stole some of his mother’s yarn and wove her a knotwork shawl (whenever he leaves for the Capitol, she wraps up in that shawl and wears it every day until he’s safely back home).
And sometimes he’ll just sit with her, not speaking or humming or singing, just being literally, physically there for her. Times like that, eventually, she ends up in the circle of his arms, her head on his shoulder and his face buried in her hair.
Title: Please Not Now Fandom: The Princess Bride Recipient: ciaimpala Song: Stray Italian Greyhound Artist: Vienna Teng Summary: Buttercup had given up, settled, until that sudden burst of sunlight returned to her life.
Thank you so much for making a vid just for me. ♥ You are amazing and ILY!
I love all kinds of music, but my favorite genre is alternative rock. I like complexity and layers. I like dark and brooding, but I also like upbeat and peppy. Irony is a fave, as in upbeat and peppy music paired with a dark theme. I like angst and high emotion, but I also like to laugh, so really, anything that makes you want to vid it will make me happy.