January 2012
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Hunger Games Fanfiction! Part Four.
[I had a choice of whether to finish my homework, or do this. Guess which I chose?]
A rectangle of mottled light plays across my bed. The train has been moving westward all afternoon and into the night, and the trees that grow in stretches alongside the track fascinate me. I hold out my hand, and watch the shadows of leaves against moonlight speckle my fingers. I’d never seen a tree before...
“I see the glass half full… but of poison.”
– Woody Allen (via thewilliambeckett)
“My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of...”
– Letter from poet John Keats to Fanny Brawne (via lovelygirl-)
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More Hunger Games fic, anyone?
Part Three, technically.
I wake up, or…was I asleep, even? No—I’m on my feet, walking forward somehow. I look briefly to the side, just out the corner of my eye, and see Titania and Streak. It’s just a glance. Not much of a chance to see anything.
Their expressions, though. Frozen. Terrified.
The rest of the District is still. Like I am, inside. After the initial shock,...
thespiders asked: PENIS.
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More Fanfiction.
My brother watches me enter our apartment, pressing his lips into a thin, look-what-the-cat-dragged-in sort of line. He knows that our mother will have wanted to spend the morning with me. It’s not just the reaping, but the fact that I’m old enough in a month or so to strike out on my own. Not that there’s a lot to strike on in District Six.
I head to the room that Marten and I...
Stupid Text Post. Let me put in the Read More strip.
EDIT: Hah. I did it.
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Okay. Heads up. Hunger Games fanfic, on the way.
Thought I’d put in an Author’s Note to say that, everything is original character, because I feel like the books themselves are canon to those characters, and I shouldn’t add or subtract from that. That being said, it’s in the Hunger Games universe. Still interested?
I was chosen the very last year that I was eligible. Eighteen and ripe for the Reaping. I guess I was lucky...
How many of you would be disturbed and/or...
…if I put my Hunger Games fanfic on here?
I’d do a READ MORE. Just in cases.
Watchneil-gaiman:
Alan Moore visits Occupy London. I found it heartwarming.
I'm pretty sure this year is going to give me a...
So you guys just hang tight while I write some Hunger Games fanfiction and cry quietly to myself about how I was ready to call this semester quits after three days.
lovelygirl-:
What happens if you fall in love with a writer?
karenfelloutofbedagain:
Lots of things might happen. That’s the thing about writers. They’re unpredictable. They might bring you eggs in bed for breakfast, or they might all but ignore you for days. They might bring you eggs in bed at three in the morning. Or they might wake you up for sex at three in the morning. Or make love at...
colfergasmic:
Just found the plethora of handwritten letters...
Thank you, my dears. I love you very much as well.
Letter from Birmingham Jail →
longformorg:
There comes a time when the cup of endurance runs over, and men are no longer willing to be plunged into the abyss of despair. I hope, sirs, you can understand our legitimate and unavoidable impatience. You express a great deal of anxiety over our willingness to break laws. This is certainly a legitimate concern. Since we so diligently urge people to obey the Supreme Court’s...
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Sooo...Obama signed the NDAA into Law.
Is everyone looking forward to the First Annual 2012 Hunger Games? Because I think this country is going to rapidly deteriorate into a police state.
President Snobama.
December 2011
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Read all three Hunger Games books in three days.
New obsession?
Definitely.
Hope for humanity because these books are out there?
Yes.
Fact 79:
thespiders:
Biggest. Pet. Peeve. Ever.
When someone knocks on your door, and you say, “Yeah?” and they come in. I did not say come in. You should not be entering my room. State your business, and I will decide if you should enter or not. Just wait for a fucking direction. Ok?
“All of your weaknesses are just doorways to your secret strengths.”
– A Wrinkle in Time (via joannesinfinitum)
Kim Jong-il Dies Means Kim Jon-il Looking at...
raisinbran:
Introducing: Kim Jong-un Looking at Things
