The problem is, currently only six of my LJ friends are also friends on Dreamwidth! That would mean losing touch with a lot of people should the worst happen. When I have more time [hopefully very soon] I'll try and find a few more of my flist on there but, in the meantime, if anyone wants to friend me, I'm just plain 'inzilbeth' without the 'liz'!
Also, I do have a few invite codes should anyone be interested in opening an account.
Hopefully, LJ's problems are short term but it doesn't hurt to be prepared!
Something different this year.
As soon as my life is my own again [ie once lambing is over] I'll return to writing a piece I begun over a year ago. Having recently finished what I call my 'King Sheave' chapter, I took a quick look at this next project a couple of weeks back and gulped when I saw the scale of the task ahead of me! Facing a word doc that is 27 pages long and full of disjointed notes is, I've decided, a bit like emptying a thousand piece jigsaw puzzle onto the table. Somehow the pieces have to be assembled accurately so that you end up with an attractive and complete picture but it's a daunting task when your haven't even got the corners in place!
However, I've found the best place to start unravelling the puzzle is by rereading the source material for said notes. The working title of this chapter is 'The Importance of Hope' so inevitably a major source is the 'Athrabeth Finrod ah Andreth'. Quite apart from the invaluable insight this work provides into Tolkien's thoughts on death, I always find myself falling in love with Finrod for the compassion and sympathy he offers the bitter Andreth, still sore from Aegnor's rejection, their love a victim of the differing fates Eru granted his Children.
Their parting words, as Finrod leaves to go to war, even when out of context, are particularly moving, I think.
Darkness fell in the room. He took her hand in the light of the fire. ‘Whither you go?’ she said.
‘North away,’ he said: ‘to the swords, and the siege, and the walls of defence – that yet for a while in Beleriand rivers may run clean, leaves spring, and birds build their nests, ere Night comes.’
‘Will he be there, bright and tall, and the wind in his hair? Tell him not to be reckless. Not to seek danger beyond need!’
‘I will tell him,’ said Finrod. ‘But I might as well tell thee not to weep. He is a warrior, Andreth, and a spirit of wrath. In every stroke that he deals he sees the Enemy who did thee this hurt.
‘But you are not for Arda. Whither you may go may you find light. Await us there, my brother – and me.’
Happy birthday ellynn_ithilwen ! I hope you have a wonderful day.
Knowing that you're one of those strange gals who prefers Boromir to Aragorn, I went in search of a suitable pic. I must confess it was the horse that caught my eye here rather than the rider, but I hope you enjoy!
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Happy birthday, Cairistiona. May you have a wonderful day, hopefully spending at least a little time in the company of your favourite ranger!
The only problem with it being the birthday of the lady who hosts 'Aragorn-a-day', is what to post as a birthday card that you haven't seen already.
A little googling was in order!
The link is here www.magmypic.com and there's quite a choice of journal covers but this seemed the best one for a pic of my best boy!
Umm well I did get a badge saying I wrote like JRR Tolkien, which is nice but I couldn't figure how to get it to come up on LJ [I've never understood the techno mumbo jumbo associated with these kind of things] so you'll just have to take my word for it unless this link brings it up! Below is the passage I pasted into the thingy to do it's thingy-what's-it. They were words I put into Elros's mouth and suitably Tolkienish I thought!
“That is so, but I wonder if it is enough. There is some dark secret in the past of Men of which they do not speak. I understand it to be the reason they came West in the beginning. But they did not escape whatever it was they were fleeing. Most Men, it seems, despair of things ever being otherwise, but there are those who still have hope and it is that which carries them through their many trials, small foundation though it might appear they have for such a hope. Remember, Elrond, not for Men is the sanctuary of the Blessed Realm where others of our race, even now, dwell in peace and great bliss. In spite of the defeat of Morgoth, I cannot help but wonder and fret at what this new Age will mean for our mannish kin.”
For anyone who doesn't subscribe to Jef's email, here are his latest pieces, 'Legolas comes to the sea', 'Window on the West' and 'The Grey Company'.
Don't forget, those within striking distance, all Jef's work and that of Ted, Nasmith Ruth Lacon and Peter Pracownick, can be seen at the Edge of the Wild art exhibition in Moreton in Marsh, Gloucestershire 13th to 16th August.. I'm so looking forward to seeing these 'in the flesh'!
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