"The Tapestries"--Chapter Six

[dawn_felagund]

In last week's chapter, the Noldor sailed across the sea to Middle-earth after dispatching of those pesky Teleri. In this week's chapter, Feanaro first begins to ponder the idea of burning the ships...and his growing paranoia and madness becomes clearer as well.

Thanks to all who are reading! As usual, comments and concrit is welcome.

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[dawn_felagund]

There are eleven chapters in this story, and I'm going to post the last two together, as they have more impact when read together. (They're also very short.) So there's not too much more. :(

I am with you: I wish that I didn't have to waste such time on sleep. A full third of my day, of my life...sleeping? Think of all that I could do! Of course, I have no doubt that I could fill it up in no time, and I'd be complaining again about having no time for all that I want to do.

Eating I like far too much. Eating is a hobby of mine; good thing I have a fast metabolism and prefer healthy foods. ;) Already, Bobby has proclaimed this Awesome Restaurant Weekend, and we have planned out our first three meals. Eating out and going to the movies...we are such simple folk! :) (We are also going to at least two movies this weekend.)

As for Feanor in the Halls and in life...the scenes in Middle-earth I wanted to show his gradual descent into madness. I do not believe that he was "all there" at this point in his life...and with good reason. He'd endured far more trauma than most people much less Elves. Of course, the PoV is complex because he is looking back and so is aware of his madness. This spells it out a bit more than I usually like, but I'll leave the deeper, trying-to-make-the-reader-go-crazy-too story for later in the AMC series. ;)

In the Halls, though, his understanding continues to grow. So we see him fall to his lowest and then rise to his highest not long after as he realizes and accepts his purpose in the Halls. Which is a pretty spectacular one (and fully canonical!)

And Feanor/Namo...I can totally see it. My Namo is all dark and hott and Feanaro...well, it would be a power struggle for sure! When you get back to writing, how about a challenge? *evil grin*

[ann_arien]

As for Feanor in the Halls and in life...the scenes in Middle-earth I wanted to show his gradual descent into madness. I do not believe that he was "all there" at this point in his life...and with good reason.

No, I don't believe that Feanaro was "all there" at that point either. I see him as much too rational and practical to have made so many reckless and down-right pointless choices, if he were 100% himself. What shocks me is that none of his sons (or all of them) had the courage to stand up to him and maybe try to bring him back from his descent into madness. True, he was not one to stand up against and the speed with which the events were unfolding did not leave much room for looking after one's mad father, but...

Of course, the PoV is complex because he is looking back and so is aware of his madness.

I think that this is what I love most about this story. I'm so impressed by the clarity with which he looks back at himself and how he openly admits that he was, indeed, afraid, out of control and more than a little mad.

I do want to read and write about a... power struggle between dark!hot Namo and bright!hot Feanaro. I think a challenge is just what I need, especially since I'm going to have more spare time from next week on until well after New Year's Eve. So, by all means, challenge me!

[dawn_felagund]

What shocks me is that none of his sons (or all of them) had the courage to stand up to him and maybe try to bring him back from his descent into madness. True, he was not one to stand up against and the speed with which the events were unfolding did not leave much room for looking after one's mad father, but...

That's kind of how I see it: They were caught in such an impetus at that time that they simply could not stop it. This is even canon, to a degree: Feanor didn't want the Noldor to take their time, iirc, because he was afraid that once passions cooled, they wouldn't be so keen on his ideas. (Or am I imagining this?) I imagine that they were hit by Finwe's death and the death of the Trees; imagine the shock of that. Everyone was emotional. They swore the Oath. And I see that as the turning point.

There's actually a theory in social psychology called entrapment where a person becomes more and more committed to a failed decision as time goes by. The rationale is "I've already spent so much time/money/effort/heartache that I can't give up now!" I see something like this happening to the SoF (and even Feanor, if you assume that he was sane enough to see it). They swore the oath and went through with the exile; then the kinslaying; then all the string of bad choices after that. Actually, from a social psychological perspective, the Feanorians are immensely interesting! But it would take me fifteen comments to mention every idea and theory that I have about this. :^P

So, by all means, challenge me!

Consider yourself challenged! Namo/Feanor smut, however you like it, Felakverse or not, and as effed up as you would like it to be. >:^)

[ann_arien]

Let me just say that I would love to hear all your theories and ideas on the Feanorians, whether from a psychologist's or a writer's perspective. Anytime you feel like it, in whatever format and through whatever means. *wink* And I'm pretty sure I'd agree with most of them.

Consider yourself challenged! Namo/Feanor smut, however you like it, Felakverse or not, and as effed up as you would like it to be. >:^)

Ah, but I did consider myself challenged! Just look here:

http://ann-arien.livejournal.com/77418.html#cutid1