#riverflight

Whiskershadow's body was left out in the middle of camp.

Rules: In a text post, list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard—they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag [ten] friends, including me, so I’ll see your list. Make sure you let your friends know you’ve tagged them.

I was tagged by bengiyo!

1. Harry Potter - J.K. Rowling (can I just do the whole series please?)

2. The Woman Warrior - Maxine Hong Kingston

3. The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold

^ This book kickstarted my healing process after my dad died. MUCH LOVE FOR THIS BOOK FOREVER AND EVER.

4. Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West by Gregory Maguire

5. The Circle Opens series by Tamora Pierce

Um...everything Tamora Pierce has ever written, basically. There were  magic things and female heroines who weren't all straight AND DEALT WITH PERIODS AND STUFF LIKE NO ONE WRITES THAT SHIT IT WAS AMAZING.

6. Bel Canto by Ann Patchett

7. Mountains Beyond Mountains by Tracy Kidder

8. The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

Mostly because I read it the day after one of the worst breakups of my life...books heal souls, y'all.

9. The Secrets of Jin-Shei by Alma Alexander

10. The Make Lemonade series by Virginia Euwer Wolff

Okay, so I got tagged in this in January and I’m just now getting around to it…

Always post the rules:

Answer the 11 questions and ask 11 more.

Tag 11 people.

Answer the 11 questions and ask 11 more.

Tag 11 people.

Tell them you tagged them.

riverflight asked me these a lifetime ago:

1.  If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life what would it be?

Oh gosh, I suppose it'd be tamarind soup. The way that my Lola or my mom makes it. I don't like the way that anyone else does it. Also, there's a lot of different variations on how you can make it, so I'll be getting most of my vitamins and such.

2.  What is your quest?

To facilitate mutual understanding the most sparkly manner possible.

3.  What is your favorite movie of all time?

This is hard, because I'm not really a movie person--I'm a television person (as strange as that sounds). Perhaps Mulan? I've seen it over 60 times, and it never gets old even though the real legend of Fa Mulan is so much better. Or Inception, because what they do with it is so damn cool.

4.  Tell a good story from your love life.

An ex-boyfriend of mine once told me that my mind was beautiful. That's probably the best compliment I've ever received in a romantic relationship.

5.  If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?

This is going to sound like a complete cop-out, but I have never felt more at peace than I did in Hawaii. I wasn't even on land. I just went out by myself into this spot of free beach I found, and there were the flowers and the birds and the chickens running free in the streets and the mountains in the background. I've never felt more at home than I did then.

6. Best ice cream flavor?

Cookies and cream!

7. Tell me a bed time story?

Once upon a time, a pirate happened upon a good lady in a tavern. She offered to buy the woman a drink and learned that she knew the lady's husband, who had been lost at sea. The lady told the pirate that she went out to shore alone for a few hours every day, just waiting.

"Waiting for what?" the pirate asked.

"To see the sails of his ship," said the lady. "I want him to come home." She explained that this was to be his last voyage and that they were going to try and start a family when he came back.

The pirate told the lady what she knew--she had known this man. He was virtuous. His only weakness was his love of the sea. He would not come home--even if he wasn't lost, he was not willing to give up the life of a sailor.

The lady did not cry but looked more forlorn than before. The pirate bought her another drink. "Good lady, may I ask you something?" she asked between the lady's sobs. "You travel to the shore. Surely, you'd never see him. Why not the port, where his ship may come in?" At the lady's silence, she continued. "Perhaps it is not he that calls you but the sea. Perhaps you understand your sailor better than you think."

The lady was silent for a long time, thinking. Finally, she looked up to answer the pirate, but the pirate was gone, along with the lady's wallet.

8.  If you had a time machine, what era would you go visit?

This is a horrible, horrible question to ask me because I think going to most time periods would result in people not liking me a lot because of who I am, what I look like, and the way I live. Perhaps the 30's in the Philippines. Then I could hang out with my lola when she was a little girl.

9. T-Rex or Triceratops?

Triceratops!

10. How screwed up is your sleep schedule?

On a scale of 1 to what my last semester was? Probably a 4.

11.  Are you a werewolf?

Nah, I'm the witch in this story.

I tag riverflight, jeff-mcavoy, lifeisshortdrinkgoodwine, thehardvark, whorishgreen, lovejustlied, amiortheotherscrazy, recycledstars, autumnstatic, paperheartdigitalveins, and wishingtheywerestars

Here are your questions:

1. Describe the thing you are most passionate about.

2. Warrior, mage, or rogue? Why?

3. Tell a good story from your love life (stealing because this a is a damn good question).

4. What is the most prevalent color in your closet, and do you feel your wardrobe reflects who you are?

5. How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

6. What's your favorite way to relieve stress?

7. What's your favorite vice?

8. How did we meet?

9. You get to sit down with your fourteen year-old self. How does he/she/ze react to you? What do you talk about? What advice do you give?

10. Do you have a regret that makes it worth going back to right before that point and completely starting over (I don't need to know what it is, just if you have one)?

Answer the 11 questions and ask 11 more.

Tag 11 people.

Tell them you tagged them.

RiverFlight’s questions for me

If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life what would it be? Ambrosia (greek mythology, woot woot!)

What is your quest? I seek the Holy Grail.

What is your favorite movie of all time? The Cat Returns

Tell a good story from your love life. What love life?

If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go? London!

Best ice cream flavor? Extreme Moose Tracks. SO CHOCOLATEY.

Tell me a bed time story? Once upon a time in a far off kingdom lived a young girl named River. Her favorite day was Saturday because that was the only day Monsieur Dupont came to town. Monsieur Dupont was an astronomer who lived up in the tower at the edge of the kingdom. He only ever left his home to buy more supplies and to teach young River the stars. He would teach her for two hours each week and left her many books so that she could read them while he was away. She spent all her free time reading and painting stars on her bedroom walls. Oh, how she dreamed she could live among the stars and paint their beauty in more depth. She had already painted her room over twice and was going for a third! He parents were well off so getting the paint was easy, but her parents disapproved with her studying the stars. They believe a young lady should be learning the arts so that she is prepared for suitors. But River didn't care. She was going to find a way to leave her home and be with the stars.  One Saturday, she was waiting by the door for Monsieur Duport, he was late, per usual. She waited and waited, well into the evening, but alas, he never showed. "Maybe he realized a young lady should spend her time elsewhere than with a book," her sister said. "He probably lost track of time, sweetheart," said he mother. Though he'd never done that before, River was awfully tired and hungry. She ate dinner and went to her room. She lounged over the windowsill with her favorite book, "A History of the Universe," by John Smith. The novel was long and a bit choppy (honestly, he broke off into new topics too often), but it contained more information about the stars than any other book Monsieur Duport gave her. It was like this man lived among the stars. Glancing out the window, she noticed smoke coming from the edge of town near Monsieur Duport's tower. She panicked and ran towards the door. Citizens of the town were just making their way to the edge of the clearing around the tower when River got there. Just before it collapsed, Old Man Jenkins stumbled out the front door supporting Monsieur Duport. He needed weeks of recovery, and spent them at his aunt's home. Two weeks after the fire, the apothecary determined there was too much smoke in his lungs and he would die soon. River wept at the news and rushed to see him. Crying at his bed, he said to her "Fillette, do not weep for me. In time, we all pass. Now please, I need you to do something for me, and I haven't much time. The large book I gave you, it was written by a man named John Smith. There is word that he has traveled the stars. Please, little one, find him and ask him how, for me." River wiped away her tears and agreed. She hugged him and left. Making her way about her room, she found the book under the window. She searched the book for any information on the author, but all she found was a photo. Her only hope was that someone in town would know where he lived. If he lived far away, she could always mail him a letter. She started with her neighbors. No luck. Next was anyone and everyone she saw on her way to the closest bookstore in the town. She asked the owner for any information regarding the book and the author, but there was nothing that could help River find John Smith. She made her way to the only other bookstore in the kingdom, again, asking everyone along the way if they knew John Smith. When she reached the little building that was the bookshop, she stopped in her tracks. The bookstore was no loner there. It must have moved, but where? There was no note and no one around for assistance. She began to walk home with the fear that she may not find John Smith in time. Each step made her feel worse an worse. What if John Smith moved to a different kingdom? What if John Smith isn't even alive? She sunk to her knees and began to cry. "Poor Monsieur Duport! He'll die before I find John Smith!" "Calm down, little one. All is not lost just yet." said an old woman. "Why not? I have searched and searched, but I cannot find him." said River holding up the photograph. The old woman smiled and helped River stand up, "My dear, it has been a long time, but I remember this man. Oh yes, I remember him quite well. I will send word to him that you are looking." "Oh, please do! And hurry! It's for my friend, Monsieur Duport! His dying wish is to live among the stars. He wants to know how Monsieur Smith was able to do so." "I will let him know. Dry your eyes and lets get you home." The old woman walked with River to her home and said good night. If the old woman was able to contact Monsieur Smith in time, then all was well. With that weight off her shoulders, River drifted off to sleep. The next day, River visited Monsieur Duport. She told him about her day, "And the old woman said she would find Monsieur Smith! I'm sure he'll be here in the next day or so, Monsieur Duport!" "Please. There is no need for formalities, River, not anymore. My time since the fire has been spent evaluating my life. I haven't any friends except you. So please, call me Lucas. I am sorry for your troubling day, and thank you for your help. Now all we can do it wait." The next few days, River and Lucas spent together talking about astronomy and passerby;s in the street. As each day passed, Lucas got worse. It had been five days since the encounter with the old woman. What if she forgot to mail the letter? What if John Smith was no loner where she thought he was? The next day, Lucas wasn't doing so well. He could barely breathe or speak. Lucas' aunt made him supper and River carried it up to him. She turned up the steps and felt... wrong. Something wasn't right. She was up the stairs when she realized, she didn't hear Lucas wheezing. She ran to his room and saw him. He wasn't breathing. She called for help and ran to his side, "No, no, no, no! Wake up! It isn't your time! Monsieur Smith isn't here! Please! Lucas! No!" A hand on her shoulder pushed her out of the way. A tall man with crazy hair was standing over Lucas. "What are you doing? Who are you?" River cried. "Hold on, hold on! Come on, Lucas, stay with me! We're going to see the stars!" The man, who River realized was John Smith, began shaking Lucas and pounding on his chest, "breathe!" He tilted Lucas' head back and breathed an orange air into his mouth. "I knew I was still cooking." Lucas jolted up and began to breathe again. "Are you... euh.. are you John Smith?" Asked Lucas. The helped Lucas out of bed and lead him to the door, "Yes and no. You can call me the Doctor." The Doctor opened the door to reveal a large blue box and lead both River and Lucas inside. It was bigger on the inside. "But this box..." started Lucas. "Yeah, it's bigger on the inside" the Doctor said with a wicked grin. "Now... where to first?" I hope you liked it. I should write more to the ending, but this took me over an hour to write and I'm getting hungry. I'll finish it in a new post later.

If you had a time machine, what era would you go visit? Renaissance maybe

T-Rex or Triceratops? T-REX

How screwed up is your sleep schedule? Not at all.

Are you a werewolf? I'm not at liberty to discuss that.

My questions for you are:

What is your favorite educational subject?

What was the last book your read?

What is your guilty pleasure TV show?

If life was a box of chocolates, what chocolate would you be?

Did you like my fairytale/sci-fi children's story up there? It was Tangled and Doctor Who inspired.

What did you do today?

Favorite card game?

Laptop or desktop?

If you have Netflix, what show are you currently obsessing over?

Describe your dream home (i.e. a library with a pool, a bedroom with a secret passageway behind the dresser, etc).

Answer the 11 questions and ask 11 more.

Tag 11 people.

Tell them you tagged them.

notevendrugs-justawkwardlyweird's questions for me 

  What’s the max. number of times you’ve watched a single show/movie?  Innumerable, at least 13 but I have no idea 

What are you looking forward to this year? winter to end

Have you made any new years resolutions? Are you planning on keeping them this time ;)? Mix thangs up and do a wider variety of things I love

What’s your guilty pleasure? Singing when I drive

If you could travel anywhere in the world for 2 weeks without any trouble from work or school, where would you go?  Indonesia

What did you want to be when you grow up? Rollercoaster Designer

Name the longest word you know its definition without looking it up. isododecehedrian- a crazy-ass 3-D shape

Would you rather be in the middle of an action sequence where you can barely keep up or the end of the conflict of a romantic movie? Action sequence, the worst of drama is being in the center of it.

Stuck in any decade of your choice, when would you go?

Chocolate or yoghurt covered? Chocolate, is yogurt even used in yogurt covered things?

How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood> About 2x as much as I could

My Questions for you

What is the worst idea you ever had?

Where is the farthest place from home you've been?

Which of your skills do you value most?

Did you ever tried digging to China as a kid?

Want to paint the walls a new color? which?

What was the first CD you ever bought?

Which Christmas movie is "the classic"?

Is The Nightmare Before Christmas a Christmas movie or a Halloween Movie?

Are you scared of snakes?

What is your favorite piece of weird history?

in no order

classically-atomic, the30thattempt, riverflight, iwillburnmylibrary,

notevendrugs-justawkwardlyweird, 221davidtennants,

 coldswarkids, therosetyler88, tardis-crashed-into221b, 

doctorwhoknew, hiddleston-earhat, hola-mish-amigos,

asgardianqueeninatardis, kimirumai, gargoylesandgoodies,

talithalungbarrow, two-men-one-angel, mrsladysnape, pinesparrow,

felixphoenixx, ranawaywithatimelord, tatertwats, the-fault-in-our-little-cas,

the-dandelion-that-gives-me-hope, beam-me-up-assbutt,

threeringsfortheelvenkings, teripops, xsochangeable,

eowyn-the-shieldmaiden, cruciopath, assbutt-inthetardis-withsherlock,

hannibalthecannibal, artichokehold, pulvering, hellboundsam, hiriajuu,

niasassafras, kinkyspiirk, wackspurtsandnargles, favoriteassbutts,

dingleberries, dotkawhoah, say-yes-to-the-fez, megavileplume,

americann0mad, aeronwy-stormborn, blueshoesandbluemountains,

theroomofhiddenthings, seekingtheunordinary, teddylupin,

of-ravens-and-writtingdesks, spookykiwi, yummymeats