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[cirth]

These days, I am too busy to do any real writing. So I have decided to do some random writing, to keep my hand in. I am thereby declaring that this, my speedwriting journal, is having one of those ficathon things. The Tehta lazython 2006. Where there are no deadlines, and prompts get made up after each snippet is done

Comments

[dagmarjung]

You give gifts at your birthday in true hobbit style.
Thank you, love it! :-)

This may be speed written, but it has so many qualities. And Maeglin poetry!

[tehta]

You are too kind.

I will probably rewrite this later when I can think of a way to use it as part of some plot or some dramatic arc or something.

But I have to confess I wrote this partly because I believe the year after a birthday is *like* that birthday. And what is a year without Maeglin poetry?

[dagmarjung]

Now you have to write good fiction and bad poetry every day all the year through, groundhog-day style.

[ithilwen]

Very nice! I think this is the first time I've read anything set just before the Nirnaeth; usually folks have everyone angsting after the battle. But there's certainly more tension to be found before the battle occurs, and you capture it nicely here.

[tehta]

I find I am very interested in how the Elves would have felt right before--both those who had lived through the Bragollach, and the relatively inexperienced Gondolindrim. I wish I could think of *plot* for a fic about this that doesn't feel like it's ending in a cliffhanger. A plot without OCs, at least...

[ithilwen]

What's wrong with OCs? Us them if you need them!

[tehta]

They need names.

[maggiehoneybite]

You know, I started out laughing at the "zeal/finest steel" Maeglin poetry, but by the end of the ficlet I had a genuine lump in my throat. Something about the eve of battle is so poignant. (And with the 90th anniversary of the Battle of the Somme I've been in that kind of mood lately.)

I love how stoic they're both being about this, especially Glorfindel, and how they still can't help talk about their fears. I love the way he describes his dreams, particularly the bit about a sense of duty done. And I love this part: Not about the dream, about the rocks being all wrong here. Because if he does not, it might ease his mind. I can just imagine Ecthelion's noble angsting. And, of course, alcohol would be the way to go!

[tehta]

I am glad you enjoyed this. And yes, of course all these Elves are canonically extremely stoic and brave... and this was my own bizzarro take on G's fanon nightmares.

[sasheenka]

Oh, so I have found something of yours that i have missed before. While reading it I was feeling with them, the anticipation, the fear....Love it.