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Hobbit Day

Of course I’ve been thinking of Middle Earth today!  I’m sure some of you have too. 😉

I’ve heard so many people say that they wished they could visit Tolkien’s beautiful world, and I must say that I don’t blame them. . .  But I’ve never really seen it that way.

For me, Middle Earth has never been farther than my backyard.  Tolkien did not try to make The Lord of the Rings allegorical, but in the introduction to my version of The Fellowship of the Ring he said he thought it ‘applicable’.*

I believe I am a better person because I read fantasy.  I know there is a lot of really bad fantasy out there, but I say it’s worth sifting through it.  Because there’s books out there like The Hobbit.

Middle Earth is right here, right now.  Fangorn is every tree I’ve ever climbed, and Aragorn is every hero I’ve admire.  I see him in friends of ours, I see him in my Dad.  I saw him in the police officer standing in the middle of the street picking up trash.  I never want to underestimate the Strider’s around me–like so many people in Middle Earth did.  I feel the pull of the Ring every time I’m tempted to snap at someone, or not bother to do what’s right.  I pray I can resist like Frodo did.  I see Arwen and Pippin and Merry in my family, and in my friends.

Whatever character you’ve been dying to meet, you can meet.  They’re in you, in your heart, in those around you.

What Aragorn/Legolas/Eowyn/etc. in your life have you been missing?  Middle Earth is right here around us–are we ready to fight the darkness?

 

*Forward to The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien, page x

Hiding

A friend of mine has a private blog, and I have enjoyed reading it for several years.  She just got a public one recently, and I’m so excited to be able to link to her now!  She recently posted a beautiful poem she wrote, and I think y’all should read it:

http://scattered-scribblings.blogspot.com/2016/09/hiding.html

It’s beautiful.

Happy Sunday!

P.S. I think I’m officially giving up on Tuesdays.  School has started, and we’ve been rather busy.  (Ha.  Like I was doing book reviews before school started. . .)  Anyway, if I have a book I want to review, I’ll post about it whenever I can get a review written.  Sorry for the lack of posting lately.

Stories

Stories are among the first kinds of continuous discourse we learn.  From the time we are children, we all tell stories to achieve a multitude of ends–to amuse, to warn, to excite, to inform, to explain, to persuade.  Storytelling is fundamental to human behavior.  No other form of prose can communicate large amounts of information so quickly and persuasively. (19)

Style: Toward Clarity and Grace by Joseph M. Williams

Archery

I wrote a paper on archery last school year, and I was going to post it on here, and somehow it never happened all summer.  So. . . here we are now.  My apologies to everyone who has been waiting to read this.

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So long as the new moon returns in heaven a bent, beautiful bow, so long will the fascination of archery keep hold of the hearts of men” (Thompson, 5).

The bow is a fascinating weapon, and it has been used since the days of ancient Egypt. Today, firearms have taken its place in warfare, but archery is still practiced as an intriguing sport, and a powerful method of hunting. It is the oldest sport still practiced. The Scorton Silver Arrow Contest, begun in Yorkshire, England in 1673 (Haywood, x) is still held today—and still for only male archers over twenty-one (Studelska, 35). It is the oldest recorded sporting event (Studelska, 35). In this paper, I will explore different types of archery practiced today, discuss the history of archery, and give some examples of archery in literature.

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September

“But his uneasiness wore off, and in the fine weather he forgot his troubles for a while.  The Shire had seldom seen so fair a summer, or so rich an autumn: the trees were laden with apples, honey was dripping in the combs, and the corn was tall and full. (75)
The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien

Hooray for September!  (And that’s not just because it includes September 22nd. *cough*)

I’m not looking forward to the busyness of the school year, but I’m looking forward to autumn weather.  (And that’s not just because I can wear my Strider boots without getting hot.)  I never thought I really liked fall, but it’s been growing on me.  Fall suggests everything lovely: fresh fruit; flame-colored leaves; gossamer and big, beautiful spiders (I like those as long as they don’t touch me. . .); crisp autumn mornings; cool breezes; everything pumpkin flavored; pretty scarves and gloves. . .

Happy autumn, y’all!

P.S. I got more info on Catania’s Forest up recently. . . it’s still not much, but you should get a chance to learn more soon.

iHeart Writing Tag

Micaiah tagged me for the iHeart Writing Tag a while ago, and I’m finally getting around to doing it.  I’m so sorry it took me this long, Micaiah.  Also, the blog you linked to that had the rules in it isn’t showing up, so I might not do this right.  I apologize.

Anyway, here’s my short story (which is actually quite long 😉 ):

Cara’s olive green skirt swept across the grass, rustling as she walked. The arrows in the quiver at her side jostled each other with a soft rattling sound. She figured the edge of the bow she held as she took a deep breath of the warm, spring air. Butterflies swirled and danced above the wild flowers straggling from the edge of the woods; as if expressing the joy that filled Cara’s heart. Sir Stephen was holding a banquet that night in honor of the Thane of Silvestar’s visit, and every friend she had in the countryside would be there. The idea of trying to introduce Ayla to everyone nagged at her blissful mind, the only thing tainting her happiness. She hoped with Lord Silvestar there she would be excused from the responsibility.

A soft rustle near the edge of the forest fell upon her ears, and she turned toward the trees. A small hare crouched warily on the verge of the trees, its brown-grey ears twitching. Cara snatched an arrow from her quiver as silently as she could and put it to her bow. She aimed quickly and let the arrow slide through her fingers, the red feathers brushing her cheek. The small animal darted away into the underbrush and her arrow struck the ground, nearly six inches off her mark. She sighed and started forward to retrieve her shaft.

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The Text Tag

Good afternoon, readers!  How are we?

I was tagged I’m-so-not-telling-how-long-ago, by my sweet friend Savannah.  It looks like a lot of fun, thank you, Savannah.  And sorry it took so long!

~Thank the blogger who nominated you and link back to them
~Answer the original 6 text-themed questions
~Add a typography/word related question for those you tag to answer
~Tag 6+ bloggers and notify them that you tagged them
~Include these rules in your post

1. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet? Probably A, or S.  At least when it comes to names.

2. What are three words you love? Whaaaaat?  Only three?  Fine, I’ll try: Bibliophiletoxophilite, and gonfalonier.  The first because they’re totally me, and the second because it’s cool and I need to use it in a story someday.

And I can’t help but add that I also love the words cinnamon, willow, wolf, and sparrow.

3. What are three words you hate? Um. . . math, grammar, and petunia.  I know it’s weird, and they’re pretty flowers, but I don’t like their name.  Probably because of a picture book I read when I was little.

4. If you could create a word, what would it be, and what would it describe?  That’s hard!  Probably another word for love, that meant unconditional, Christ-like love.

5. What are your three favorite punctuation marks? — * ;

6. What are your three favorite fonts?

Brush Script MT

Book Antiqua (especially italics)

Old English Test MT

Savannah’s question: What is one word you are constantly misspelling? Well, I spelled sacrifice as sacrfice for a long time, but typing it so many times pretty much cured me of that. 😉  And my because‘s sometimes turn out to be becasue.  And my words are wrods quite often.

I tag: Jaidyn and Skylar, if they would like to do it.  (I’m afraid I can’t think of six–please feel free to snag it if you’re interested!)  My question is: What is your least favorite letter of the alphabet?

(Very Late) Book Review ~ Jimmie Moore of Bucktown

We just got back from a wonderful trip to Colorful Colorado, and while we were there we received this great news.  I am so excited!!

Life has been a bit crazy (and I have been rather uninspired), but here we are with a book review.  Some friends gave us a copy of Jimmie Moore of Bucktown by Melvin E. Trotter a few years back.  We found it recently while tidying up, and I asked if I could read it.

I very much enjoyed it, and its beautiful message of redemption.  At times the old-fashioned style rather annoyed me though.  The ending also felt a little too picture-perfect, but it is said to be a true story.

It is not a kid’s book, and there is some mature content, but the author handled everything well.  It was a short, interesting read, and a good book I would recommend for older readers.

The Describe Tag

So. . . as you can see, the book reviews are only sort-of happening.  I apologize.  I am planning on doing more reading soon though, so that should help.  In the mean time, I’m going to do a tag instead, because. . . I have a lot of tags I need to get done.

Before we start though, ya’ll need to read the last post on our family’s adoption blog.  I am sooo excited!

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Okay, now for the tag: my sweet friend Savannah tagged me on this one, and it looks like all kinds of fun!  Sadly, I can’t link to her post, as her blog is private.  Here’s the description of the tag:

   ‘The basic idea of this tag is to take five characters of your creation, answer the six questions for each of your characters, then describe him/her/it in your own words in a paragraph, posts the answers like I did down below, and then tag 1 person per character.’ 

Okay, sounds good!  Most of my characters are from stories that are not yet written, because all the (good) on-paper stories by yours truly have been posted on here, so you all know the characters already.  I’m starting with the main character from Catania’s Forest, because I’m sure you all want to know about her–and because I need to buy myself time because I’m not getting a description of it up on my stories page as soon as I thought. 😉  Anyway, here goes nothing:

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