No dangerous spells, just some fun ones. I’m not prepared to do a wizard duel yet, but enjoy the animation~ xD

accio marshmallows!! just the best!!

This is the cutest thing I have ever seen <3

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Actors part 1

[ Thought I’d start posting stories. Here’s a little story I’m writing about the college experience for one of my main characters (right now) from someone else’s point of view. So even if you don’t know him, I think you’ll be able to understand. ]

They met in acting class.

It was Winnifred’s second year of college, and she was enjoying it. But she didn’t recognize anyone in this class, so when they were told to partner up with someone, she went with the friendliest looking person.

He waved, smiling. “Hey. I’m Jack.”

Winnifred held out her hand. “I’m Winnifred.”

Jack shook her hand. Damn, it was tall people like him that really made her feel her height… “Winnifred,” he said, as if testing out her name. “It’s a bit of a mouthful, if you don’t mind my saying. Do you have a nickname, like Winnie…?”

Winnifred made a face. “You can call me pretty much anything but Winnie, as long as I know that’s your name for me. Fred, Angel, Bob…it doesn’t really matter.”

“Fred? Well, I guess it’s something…” Jack shrugged. “But it doesn’t seem to match. What about…Win? Is Win okay?”

Win smiled, nodding. “Yeah. That works.”

And after that, they were soon good friends.

The two friends grew closer. Jack was an amateur magician, and had a way of capturing your attention that drew your mind away from the trick. From what she understood, he never had much of an ambition to go to college, but somehow he’d ended up there. He’d always loved doing magic tricks, and so a performing arts college seemed the best place to go. And that was how he ended up in New York.

Winnifred herself was an aspiring actress. She wasn’t very good at it, and she knew it. But she could sing, and had a high pitched voice due to her small stature. But how she made most of her money was through writing.

It wasn’t that she particularly enjoyed writing. There would just be a story sitting around in her head, and if she didn’t get it out, it would sit in her head and irritate her until she wrote it down. Then she could save it on her computer and forget about it.

This wasn’t good enough for one of her friends, though. One day she borrowed Win’s laptop and submitted a short story to a literary magazine. Win was angry, she didn’t expect anyone to actually read her work – but the magazine liked it and published it. Apparently the readers had a good reaction too, and soon they were asking for more.

Win wouldn’t have it. She politely declined the offer, and went back to job hunting. They asked her a few more times, saying that some very high up people were interested in this young, previously unknown writer. The only thing that finally convinced her to publish again was the offer of pay.

So with a promise of money, Win sent in part of a story she was writing. It was totally cliché – the story of a man who became an agent in a secret branch of government – but it caught. It was published, after a little revision, and people demanded the second part.

And that was how Win got her job as a writer. This meant that she had time to act on the side, which was all she wanted to do. She would write the stories anyway. All she had to do was edit them a bit and send them in, and after a while it gave her more money than if she’d had a normal job.