Humour, school, thirty days, Tolkien

Day 27: A… ???

Is it talking about one of my physical features, or physical features in general? I’ll presume it’s the former. (Though I must admit, I really like beards. That wasn’t creepy or anything, right?) I like having thick hair. It gets weird and frizzy, and it has horrid split ends because I haven’t had a real haircut since last October, and I can just stuff it into a bun clip even though it’s only about 8-8.5 inches past my collar bone. However, it holds curls well and looks nice when thoroughly straightened. I have great affection for my hair in general (though why did my sister get all the natural blond highlights?).

Today I began school. I was really supposed to start preparations for my co-op classes a couple weeks ago, but I’m not very sorry I didn’t, because I enjoyed having those last couple weeks of FREEDOM! I suppose it was imprudent, so I sort of regret it, but it’s kind of a half-hearted regret.

And here’s a special treat for all the rest of us who are beginning school:


Lazy, lazy, lazy

I can’t believe what a horrible, faithless blogger I am.

I haven’t even been that busy. In essence, the only major things that have occurred consist of a movie night, Father’s Day, and seeing The Two Towers in theaters (an even MORE awesome experience than FotR, which certainly could have been better; for various reasons, not all the fault of the movie, TTT was considerably more delightful).

**spoilers for those who have not read the books**

Don’t even REMIND me of how much they messed up Faramir. It amused me that in the part when Frodo and Sam are in Osgiliath and SHOULDN’T be in Osgiliath because THAT IS NOT PART OF THE BOOK PETER JACKSON that Sam has a line that goes “By rights we shouldn’t even be here.” UM, YEAH!!!!

Yes, I am very mature. Why do you ask?

Anyways, I’m looking forward to RotK… hugely. Indeed, next week is a big week. Tuesday is Return of the King in theaters, Friday may be English country dancing, and Saturday is Christendom. Just ten days.

random, seasons, Tolkien


Advent has come almost hastily upon us; I could swear that yesterday it was August 14th, or something. Most of the trees are nearly bare, even here in my rather overheated area; most of the exceptions seem to be oak trees, which seem to cling to their leaves a bit longer. A couple weeks ago we hit the high point for all the colors.

I got back from a walk a few minutes ago, and as I was walking by the creek near our park, I saw some golden leaves clinging to some very high branches. I am not well-versed enough in trees to know what kind they were, but the leaves, with the white sun shining through them, floating against a blue sky, made me think of Lothl√≥rien. To me, at any rate, the sun looks white during a winter afternoon. What a beautiful afternoon (now evening) it is; the sun was very bright, and there were scarcely any clouds in the sky, only a breathless few wisps. A cool breeze, not quite chilly, trembled in the air. I like this weather better than any other, except maybe snow. 
Books, Tolkien, writing

Rereading LOTR…

I love The Lord of the Rings. (Of course if you’re reading this blog, you’ve probably guessed that already… note the blog’s title). And a few weeks ago, I began rereading it all the way through. All I can say is that it’s a worthwhile experience. Right now I’m around Chapter IV of The Two Towers.
I reread books all the time. A lot. But I rarely reread them starting at the beginning and working my way through solidly.

My father read the entirety of LOTR to me when I was eight years old. “But wouldn’t that go over her head?” you ask. Well, yes. A lot of it did. But I loved that book, and I love it even more now. I think that reading LOTR aloud to children at a young age is a good thing. The small child’s appreciation for the book does not diminish, and with successive rereadings you are astounded again at the richness and beauty of Tolkien’s sub-creation. Every time I read it I am astonished at the richness of this book; at the delicious contrast between the comfortable, homely hobbits, the bittersweet loveliness of the elves, the wisdom of Gandalf… and so much more; the stubborn and delightful Gimli, the nobility and strength of Aragorn… I say no more.

Interestingly, at this reading I am increasingly struck by the descriptions and by the conversations. Tolkien was excellent at describing a piece of land in words that really make it possible to envision it; not merely emotional words like “dark, dismal, gloomy” or “bright, cheerful, colorful”, but words that give you a real idea of the lie of the land, in my opinion. My geography is pitiful; I have never done a formal geography course, but as far as I can tell, Tolkien was quite good at things like this. I must say, though, that the maps are extremely helpful.

Incidentally, you may have noticed that I haven’t been talking about NaNoWriMo much on here. Well, I quit. I got to nearly 30,000 before I gave up. Oh well. There’s always next year.

Books, C. S. Lewis, Tolkien, writing

The Inklings–in a novel?

The following is the book trailer for a new book that came out recently from Ignatius Press; “Looking for the King” by David C. Downing. It includes Arthurian myth, historical fiction, and Tolkien and Lewis as characters. I’m extremely picky about Tolkien/Lewis scholarship–having read almost everything published by C. S. Lewis (with the exception of a few literary works, though I’ve read most of them, some of his poetry, and his first and third volumes of collected letters) and having read The Lord of the Rings and other works of Tolkien multiple times.

According to an interview, the author did extensive research on Lewis and Tolkien. Let’s hope that he did!
Humour, internet, Tolkien

LOTR Mad Libs!

Hilarious! Google “lord of the ring mad libs” and several websites will come up.

Here’s one of mine:

‘Jack-in-the-boxes and gnats!’ he hissed, and they shuddered at the hideous change. ‘swine! What is the house of Eorl but a ethereal hut where brigands huff in the reek, and their brats roll on the floor among the chipmunks? Too long have they escaped the mug themselves. But the microwave comes, slow in the explode, tight and hard in the end. thirst if you will!’ Now his voice changed, as he slowly mastered himself. ‘I know not why I have had the patience to speak to you. For I need you not, nor your little band of dandelions, as swift to mumble as to remain silent, Th√©oden Horsemaster. Long ago I offered you a hug beyond your merit and your wit. I have offered it again, so that those whom you mislead may clearly see the choice of roads. You give me kisses and letters. So be it. Go back to your cathedrals!’

Books, GKC, random, Tolkien

Some quotes

I think this one is so sweet! I found it on the Fairy Tale Novel forum.

“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
~Dr. Seuss

This is one of my favorite quotes from The Lord of the Rings:

‘I wish it need not have happened in my time,’ said Frodo.
‘So do I,’ said Gandalf, ‘and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.’ – J. R. R. Tolkien (my favorite modern author)

Here’s some from my second favorite modern author, G. K. Chesterton:

“I believe what really happens in history is this: the old man is always wrong; and the young people are always wrong about what is wrong with him. The practical form it takes is this: that, while the old man may stand by some stupid custom, the young man always attacks it with some theory that turns out to be equally stupid.”

“The most unfathomable schools and sages have never attained to the gravity which dwells in the eyes of a baby of three months old. It is the gravity of astonishment at the universe, and astonishment at the universe is not mysticism, but a transcendent common-sense. The fascination of children lies in this: that with each of them all things are remade, and the universe is put again upon its trial. As we walk the streets and see below us those delightful bulbous heads, three times too big for the body, which mark these human mushrooms, we ought always primarily to remember that within every one of these heads there is a new universe, as new as it was on the seventh day of creation. In each of those orbs there is a new system of stars, new grass, new cities, a new sea.” -From In Defense of Baby Worship