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Well, finally, here is a post that will be regularly updated (or...whenever I actually write fic, that is) and that archives the majority of my fanfiction through the last few years. I chose not to include everything I've ever published - a few older fics can only be found on my fanfiction.net account, which can be found here.

( Harry Potter )

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The Conference on World Affairs has come to CU, and yesterday afternoon, I decided to go to a panel (I mean, I get extra credit for my sociology class if I write a paper about it, so why not?). I made a last-second decision when I found out that I could go listen to something called "Jon Stewart, Colbert, and The Onion: The News is a Joke."

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It's the Monday after my spring break, and let me just tell you, it couldn't be a bleaker Monday if it tried. Well, okay. That's not true. It could probably suck a lot more, but because I woke up to snow and fog this morning, I'm a little grouchy.

I spent my break in California, where I got to see the fabulous darkenedsakura for the first time in nearly five ( Read more... )

 So, I have a tumblr. Sorry if some of you are seeing this post twice! D:

I've had it since summer and I have no clue how to use it. I need some help, y'all.

I need to learn tumblr. It took me like two years to understand LJ, so I’m hoping to expedite this process.

So, for anyone who happens to read this:

WHAT IS THE BEST KIND OF TUMBLR?

What kind of ( Read more... )

 After falling asleep well after three AM, I woke up around six to the melodic tune of people scraping ice off of their windshields. Nearly six hours later and the sound continues on.

I missed my bus to campus, and, rather than spend half an hour trying futilely to get a thick layer of ice off of my car, I opted to use my remaining absence from my ( Read more... )

Things that make sense. Things that don't. Bits of what I want to say, pieces of what I don't. Beginnings. No endings, not yet.

number them

And you number the last days.

1. She stops breathing on purpose.

“So we’ll be ready,” she says-coughs. “It’s like a fire drill.”

You sit awake beside her long into the night. Try not to blink as you watch the ( Read more... )

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I heard about the No Taxpayer Funding for Abortion Act, and pretty much wanted to throw up. This bill scares me on so many levels--but it also exhausts me. To further limit a woman's right to do what she wants with her own body and to try to redefine rape speaks to a sexist society, a society that places stock not in victims' rights, but in further ( Read more... )