Count me in too! I've got a little something I'm working on... ;)
W000ly! Awesome! That’s amazing! You’re on the list! (And I can’t wait to read it!)

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Count me in too! I've got a little something I'm working on... ;)
W000ly! Awesome! That’s amazing! You’re on the list! (And I can’t wait to read it!)

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Author Interview - W000ly
Time for another interview! I got to catch up with the amazing @w000ly today! She’s got so much going on but she was kind enough to humor me. Let’s see what she has to say, shall we?
Wooly! How are you?
I'm good! Stressed and tired because I'm in the midst of my finals, but it'll all be over soon!
Finals. 😬 Something I left behind yeeears ago. So tell me - what drew you into the Everlark fandom?
Well. I had a few friends who had read THG and kept teasing me for being so much like Katniss. Out of spite I decided to never read the books... until one day I did, and it was the start of a whole new chapter in my life. The ending in particular resonated with me. There was a lot I was struggling with, and writing Everlark was a way for me to understand it, and work through it. I came to the fandom to find other people like me.
I love your spite! I would do the same. In what ways do your friends think you're like Katniss?
w000ly replied to your post “Dunkin is trying out delivery in Boston….like there isn’t at least 1...”
Heart palpitations delivered fresh right to your door!
If you could request it from a specific one that’s not nearby, it’d be great. Like the original one, they have the best munchkins. But I get the senior discount at the one on the corner of my street so I’m good haha
w000ly replied to your photoset “Exercise is done, house is clean. I’ve been waiting for these all...”
So jealous!!
Raspberry and Lemon @w000ly. And they were delicious! So worth fighting the crowds at the Farmers Market for them
A storm of light dances across the wet surface of her eyes as he presses his lips against hers hard. Does she know? How dangerous she is to him? His breath sticks to his throat as the tab passes between their mouths. For months he has been teetering on an edge he can’t name. Now, as her fingers curl in his hair and the rabbit hole yawns wide open, he understands. This thing that she does to his heart- where it squeezes and shudders underneath the gentle brush of her fingertips… It might be love.
Time slices and divides itself into chords - gestures - individual notes. He feels her with everything in him that can feel- the dew of her skin, the thunder underneath it, the crash of her breath against his neck- like waves against rock. The cradle of her hips sways the ground beneath his feet and pumps the blood in his veins as something- either his heartbeat or the bass or both- laps against the inside of his ribcage. His hands have long since memorized her shape, but it’s something new now that each inch of skin is magnified underneath the pads of his fingers. Electricity crackles between them as he learns her all over again in the endless space between where he was and where he is soon-to-be.
She exhales long and slow in his ear, a thunderous brush of fuzz and reverb- and suddenly-
Darkness, cold and fresh, washes over him. His shirt is wet. The light is out. Something smells like smoke.
Madge is a limp doll in his arms as he leans his throbbing head up and looks over a sea of twisting, bouncing heads. A single light at the far end of the warehouse illuminates the edge of the crowd. People are shoving each other, climbing over one another toward the back of the warehouse where he and Madge now are. Three bodies converge on another one and all four go down. His blood freezes in his veins as his brain struggles to catch up with what is happening. Two other heads disappear down into the shadows. Suddenly. As if yanked. But then one raises up, and his eyes catch on the face.
Twisted- mouth torn open in a primal howl- splattered with something glittering and dark. In the fraction of a second it takes him to understand that something is very fucking wrong, the sea of bodies that had been rolling in time to the music starts to writhe with a frantic new rhythm, and Madge, limp and unconscious to it all, falters in his arms.
And that’s when the music cuts out, and the screaming starts.
-from “R A D I O” by GreenWool aka @w000ly

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This whole blog is awesome, and I can't wait until I have time to be an active reader! (Seriously this is such a cool idea)
Thank you so much! I’m trying to get back into reading actively as well, don’t worry!
Ideal writing experience- everything from the weather, to where you are, to what you're eating/drinking. :)
Very similar to today’s writing session, actually. Overcast at the brink of rain so the clouds are dark, in bed with Hubbs by my side, and my pup at the foot of the bed. Water or a boba milk tea on my side table and an open bag of hot fries. Headphones on my ears playing everything from Creedence Clearwater Revival to Ingrid Michaelson to the Wicked Soundtrack.
Unfollowing really isn't rude if what's happening to your dashboard makes you want to leave tumblr. Whats great about this site is that you can tailor your experiences by following the right people. I post about HG stuff, but most of what I follow are art and knitting blogs. Your experiences with the fandom personalities being overwhelming is something I've felt too and I was also forced to prune my follow list. Tumblr is what you make it, so there's no shame in making yours safe, happy and fun.
It’s a real shame that it’s as of recent that I’ve had to do this. I remember when I first started here and the environment was so supportive. A lot of us were reeling from some of our stories being taken down from FFn and we needed somewhere to post. Everyone was friendly and fun.
At this point, unfollowing seems like the only thing to do to keep my dash from not being a warzone of sorts.