Gimli’s assumption that it was the mountain Caradhras itself that threw the storm at them was, to him, confirmed. It’s really annoying and I hope that I can swap it for another voice someday.Īnyway, back to Boromir. When I read it, the voice I hear in my head is quick, breathy and sort of higher pitched. But I think it’ll be awhile until I’m used to Legolas’ Elf-talk. Lewis, complained that there was too much “Hobbit-talk,” but either I never minded it or quickly grew used to it. Thus far in the story, we’ve not heard much from Legolas, or any Elf, except Elrond. And on the other side the snow suddenly grows less, while further down it is no more than a white coverlet to cool a hobbit’s toes.” They despaired, until I returned and told them that the drive was little wider than a wall. “There is the greatest wind-drift of all just beyond the turn, and there our Strong Men were almost buried. It’s the weirdly-ridiculous Legolas who returned to the rest of them with news of the freshly-burrowed path. When the Fellowship was stuck in the snow near Redhorn Pass and they could neither go forward nor back, it was Boromir who suggested that he and Aragorn plow a path with their hunky bodies. He may be a boastful man, full of doubts, pessimism and pride, but that doesn’t mean he’s not, at least, helpful. Sure, he makes a few questionable decisions/inadvertently tries to take over the world, but the redemption attained just before his death is well-deserved. I’m weirdly easy to get a hold of.īoromir often gets a bad rap. Otherwise, when I return, and after I process the 40+ rolls of film I’m sure to take, you can see my antics on my photography blog. Some might show up on Instagram, too, though I mostly only post film photographs. If you are friends with me on Facebook, I’ll be posting a lot of photos, I’m sure. Sarah and I had a Facebook page and a blog that we used to use for journaling and recording our travels, but mostly we don’t use them anymore (which is sort of a bummer). One good thing to come out of all this is that I think I found the perfect photos to depict Moria, and I’m sure this trip will give me many more. So what all of this means is that I probably won’t write again until early August. I really am sorry that it’s taken so long and that I’ve been unable/unmotivated to write. When I return, I suspect that I’ll be able to start exercising and thus writing and finally, finally move the Fellowship into the mines of Moria! I’m ridiculously excited about it and hope I’m up to the task. And speaking of not killing my summer, I’m about to leave for a ten day road trip across Nevada, Utah, some of Wyoming (seriously, like a tiny sliver), and Idaho. I’m feeling much better now, thanks! The recovery time was much longer than they said it would be, but not so long as to kill my summer. And while that technically could have happened, I felt pretty horrible, and it didn’t. I had also hoped that I’d be able to start writing random bits about various Tolkieny things pretty well from the get-go. I had hoped that I’d be able to get back to exercising in three weeks, but that can’t yet happen. And while that was mostly true, I’m still laid up. Three-ish weeks ago, I had a kind of minor surgery that I was told would lay me up for a week or so. But really, that’s splitting hairs.Īlso, you can read quite a bit about all of this at John Garth’s blog. So maybe it’s more accurate to say that Middle-earth was conceived today, born in 1917 and then finally named in 1937. Prior to that, he called it various things like Great Lands, Hither Lands, Outer Lands, and even middangeard. In fact, it wasn’t until (probably) 1937, when writing the Fall of Numenor, that he used it. And Middle-earth (translated from middangeard) was the term used for the parts of the land where people could live.Ĭuriously, Tolkien did not use the term Middle-earth right away. Both came from the Anglo-Saxon poem “Crist”:Įarendel actually meant “morning star” in Old English (in a round about way, I guess). Neither the name Earendel nor the term Middle-earth were invented by Tolkien. It was the first writing to have anything to do with what would eventually become Middle-earth. The poem introduced Earendel the character, as well as the idea of him becoming the Morning Star. Shortly after he wrote the poem, Tolkien admitted to a friend that he didn’t really know what it was about, but he would “try to find out.” He’d spend the next six decades on that. He was twenty-two years old and studying at Oxford. Today Middle-earth turns 100 years old! On September 24, 1914, Tolkien wrote the poem “The Voyage of Earendel the Evening Star” while staying with his aunt at Phoenix Farm in Gedling.
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