I love the Harry Potter books to death. I have also rediscovered, after some seven years, my love for Tolkien books and movies. And the His Dark Materials trilogy...and The Hunger Games are pretty good, but they don't quite rank. And then there's the poem 'Renascence' by Edna St. Vincent Millay. And Calvin and Hobbes, and xkcd. Worth reading, peoples, definitely worth reading.
Also, am major math nerd (with an unhealthy obsession with the number 17).
Edit: Currently my favorite poet is Emily Dickinson. I was excited to discover a poem of hers that, in theme and symbolic content, is surprisingly similar to my poem "Philosopher's Stone" (although hers is far more concise and eloquent)! Oh, and e. e. cummings is wonderful, too...
I used to read a lot of fanfiction; now I read some, write some...when I have time. (P.S. If anyone's got a Time-Turner, I'd really like to buy it.) I now have more than seventeen fics posted, and the number is continuing to increase (at approximately the rate dy/dx=sin(3x)+x^2+5x. Just kidding). At the moment there are not really enough to necessitate making an organizational list of them here in my bio, but I like making organizational lists, so I'll put one here anyway.
Edit: I've been pretty inactive on MNFF and the Beta Boards lately, but I promise to respond to all thoughtful reviews...eventually :)
^Dark and Light: Ron/Hermione and a bit of Muggle history, because why not.
Flame Red: the story of a redheaded girl, as told to James, Al, Lily, Rose, and Hugo. I am told that it contains "fantastic family fluff," which is just too good an alliteration to pass up mentioning here.
^Goatilocks and the Three Puffs: a crack!fic about a goat. 'Nuff said.
*In the Hufflepuff Way: conversations between Hannah Abbott and her parents.
Pineapple in the Library: Neville + Luna + math = awesomeness. My entry to the 2013 Great Hall V-Day Cotillion.
Tomorrow Comes: a Tonks songfic, to "Do You Hear the People Sing?"
With a Slammed Door and a Loud Crack: an expanded version of the drabble which won the Hysterical/Historical challenge in TTB...it is both historical and more than a little hysterical.
The Beginning of After: my first fanfic, consisting of several scenes from the three days after the Battle. Recorded on Audiofics for their Inaugural Live Broadcast!
At Peace At War: Ginny, mid-February 1998, rediscovering her spirit.
Firework: Dolores Umbridge makes 'em go oh-oh-oh...as they shoot across the sky-y-y...
Look At Me: Snape, at the moment of his death.
*Musings: a bit of Lunacy, or perhaps perfect sanity.
*Philosopher's Stone: a Perenelle villanelle which defies summarization. (Actually, a lot of my poems defy summarization.)
Shall I Compare Thee to a Winter's Eve: an unhappy Sev/Lily whose first line happens to resemble a famous sonnet, no idea how that happened.
*Shell Cottage: an unusually long free verse poem on, you guess it, Shell Cottage.
*^Still: a prose poem inspired by an image of a woman in an explosion.
*The Closed Ward: the vestiges of Alice Longbottom's mind.
Today I Do Not Want to Be a Ravenclaw: your typical gripe about schoolwork, only with meter and rhyme.
Uncertainty: Ron/Hermione (or whatever other pairing you want) fluff.
*Nominated in the 2013 QSQs.
^Nominated in the 2014 QSQs.
Summary: Remus Lupin as rendered in terms of a meagre lunar chart.Written for The Sharp Challenge at Poetry Anyone (?).
Summary: That night, he came to end her trial.Disclaimer: I am not J.K.Rowling.
Two minds or one? It is hard to tell where one ends and the other begins.
Summary: At the age of five, Dean Thomas experienced his best Christmas, made memorable by the man who would become his stepfather. Twelve years later, he is bereft of his family with only a handful of near-strangers to keep him company. Will he find any Christmas cheer?
This is Equinox Chick of Hufflepuff and this is my story for the Great Halliday Challenge - prompt 2 Christmas at Ground Zero.
I am not JK Rowling. She is sublime; I merely beg crumbs from her fanfiction table.
Summary: Sometimes, the past reminds you of how beautiful the future really is.
*Winner of the Fall 2013 HP Fanfic Fan Poll Award for Best Ron x Hermione Drama/Angst. Thank you!
Summary: Does Ginny have a serious rival?
Who is the most fancied bloke in the DA?
What Lunacies happen at Christmas?
This is Northumbrian of Ravenclaw House realising that this long planned story scrapes into prompt 3 (Operation Mistletoe) of the Great Hall-iday challenge, and that my story title is an even worse pun than the challenge title.
Summary: Hannah Abbott is a typical Hufflepuff, isn't she?
This is Northumbrian of Ravenclaw writing for the Great Bannermakers Hall Challenge
Summary: When George thinks of her, he thinks of Fred.
So, he tries not to think at all.
Nominated for a 2011 Quicksilver Quill Award in Best Dark/Angsty, Best Canon Romance, and Best Post Hogwarts.
Summary: Hermione sits and thinks of the boy who left and why she did not follow.
Tied in first place for the 2011 Quicksilver Quill Award in Best Poetry.
Summary: Before Remus leaves for the Battle, what goes on in his mind?Winner of the Copycat Challenge; written after the style of e e cumming's it may not always be so;and i say.
Summary: The seven women who loved Ron Weasley.
Summary: A distraught Hermione takes quill to parchment.
Summary: On a fine day during the school summer holidays two Hogwarts students meet in a small market town in the north of England.
This is Northumbrian of Ravenclaw writing for the Madam Pomfrey One-Shot Triathlon - Round Three: Original Characters, Prompt 2 (summer holidays).
WINNER of the BEST GENERAL story – Quicksilver Quills Awards 2010. In the weeks and months after their eldest brother’s wedding Fred and George Weasley continued to run their business. Two decent honest and respectable businessmen, they had no involvement at all in any illicit conduct. They certainly didn’t get involved in any anti-Voldemort activities. Definitely not. No. Not them. Never. They wouldn’t. Honestly.
Summary: Front page: THE DAILY PROPHET 4 May 1998
TOM RIDDLE â€“ THE SELF-STYLED LORD VOLDEMORT
Editors Note: At the request of the Ministry for Magic this Official Statement issued by the Office of the Minister is produced full and unedited.
OFFICIAL MINISTRY STATEMENT
This official statement has been compiled with the assistance and co-operation of Mr Harry Potter.
â€śLord Voldemortâ€ť was, in fact a man named Tom M. Riddle, son of a witch, Merope Gaunt and a Muggle, Tom Riddle Senior. The Ministry has decided that in all future official publications Riddle will be referred to by his given name.
There has already been much speculation and wild rumour regarding the events at Hogwarts School. The Ministry can confirm that Tom M. Riddle was killed at dawn on the morning of Saturday, 2 May. Riddle was disarmed by Harry Potter while in the act of firing a killing curse at Mr Potter. The curse killed Riddle rather than its intended target.
Continued on page 4
WHERE IS HARRY POTTER?
Despite the Official Ministry Statement (published above) we are no closer to receiving an answer to the question on the lips of every witch and wizard in the country. Where is Harry Potter?
It appears that Mr Potter left Hogwarts School early yesterday morning, apparently in the company of his close associates Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley. An attractive young Ministry clerk, who did not wish to be named, told The Prophet â€śHeâ€™s at the Ministry, having an important meeting with the Minister. My friends and I saw him. He asked us out to the pub, but we had to turn him down.â€ť This statement is at odds with a report from the Portkey Office that Mr Potter has fled the country, travelling to Australia with his companions.
Continued on page 2The days after the battle were days of grief and mourning. Grave Days.
Summary: The seven women who loved Harry Potter.
Nominated for a 2010 QSQ Award!
Summary: The seven men who loved Hermione Granger.
Summary: Remus and Tonks have been told to simply live. But what will that life be? Some short stories of the Lupin Family set in the Post Epilogue Portalverse established for A Little More Time.
Summary: A little yellow poem you might construe as you desire.