This Creature is Lore

http://birthmoviesdeath.com/2016/07/20/legendarys-making-an-hp-lovecraft-anthology-tv-series

I don't know whether to be excited or miffed.  It would be awesome to see Lovecraft done justice, but that never seems to happen.

Of course it was only a matter of time until I did this.

I found the audiobooks. The first one I happened to click on is apparently "The Outsider" [изгой, izgoy, I assume in the sense of "outcast"], an old favorite of mine. If there is a reading of the translated "Fungi from Yuggoth and other poems," that would probably be a pretty fun one. And I mean, honestly, I think this language lends itself to the subject matter.

Not that I can understand more than the occasional word, but this is the sort of thing that will (gradually) help change that.

THIS IS THE BEST IDEA I'VE EVER HAD.

I don't know about you, but all I want to write now is write really angsty and/or horrific things. I guess that's why this is a "challenge," eh? Look, I'm "challenging" myself. Hopefully you will excuse the inelegant post, as I'm literally sick and tired, and, predictably, have not yet made good on mine own challenge. ;)

hhimring posted a lovely ficlet about Celebrimbor over on her LJ, and bunn has a delightful visual/narrative post about the first ring made in Eregion (not sure if it's affiliated, strictly speaking, but it looks relevant to me!).

Contrary to the words of the overused song, it is NOT too late to apologize.  There is still almost half of a month to go!


Working on stuff that fits the challenge? Let us know in the comments section! :)

Just walked in and wondering WTF is this? See the tag!

In contrast to the past three years, in 2015 I succeed in both starting AND finishing stories. To mark this unlikely occurrence, and since the resulting stories were archived in two different places and in different forms (some stand-alone, some anthologized), I have made an index of my B2MeM 2015 works:

Angandil's Strange Evening. Angandil, chief of Saruman’s crebain, witnesses the Nine pay a visit to Isengard.
Closest to my heart, as it were, of the stuff I wrote this year, not least because I'm working on finishing another story with a scene that takes place shortly after this.

A Bear There Was, A Bear, A Bear. Upon his waking at Cuiviénen, Morcondil meets the love of his life. Imin is not amused.
This was meant to be cracky, but it is also a morality fable about acceptance and narrow-mindedness.

The Day We Met Master Salizidûd. An Elf, a Dwarf, and an Orc commiserate over a failed business deal.
Total crack. Very well-recieved crack. You people have issues.

The Doggerland Skull. Two academics discuss a recently-excavated prehistoric skeleton.
My first contemporary fic. Also my first epistolary fic. Also my first illustrated fic, so to speak.

It Shall Be Cloudy Come Afternoon. As war presses in from the north, a woman of Cardolan meets a strange friend in the downs.
This is the most romantic thing I've written (of course that's all relative). It could also be the most romanticist thing I've written. A bit atypical of me, but with one of my signature weird metaphysics things.

Silmarachnis. Melkor, with the aide of the creature Ungoliant, seeks to bring ruin upon Two Trees Spider Farms and the rogue spider farmer Fëanáro in one fell swoop.
Contemporary AU about spider breeding. Crack and humor, but also drama because I got way more invested in this than was meant to happen.
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Also, a crass observation:
( Tropes! )
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( ETA - Here's the numbers for March, so that I can throw out the stupid piece of paper: )

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Yay, it's almost here and who made this adorable banner omfg silkies!!! !

Soon I shall hopefully be remembering to make the 9pm toast to the Professor, on his birthday. This being so close to the new year, it seems a good occasion for reflection upon some fannish stuff.

- I have not been very good about supporting my fellow tertiary-world writers this past year. Some people probably know I had a sort of fannish meltdown closer to the start of 2014, right around the time I was also a B2MeM mod, didn't fulfill my B2MeM writing prompt and pulled only minimal moderatorly duties, etc. This general trend largely persisted throughout the year, due to a comination of RL and discovering what my limits are as far as attempting to participate in fandom outside of LJ and the SWG. It's too late to go back and amend that, but I hope to do a bit better in 2015.

- For almost as long as I can remember, I've had characters living in my head. Sometimes they have almost literally been all I had. They used to be my own characters invented from scratch. Since 2007, they've been my versions of Tolkien's (usually minor) characters. Though in a way these are still my own, my precious, and I'm sure I have used them in ways he would not always have condoned, I owe their existence to this now-deceased pipe-smoking philologist. Even though I haven't written much this year, they are always there, having adventures and mishaps I've yet to put down in words, grudingly channeling my interests and emotions in appropriate symbolic ways that help me to maintain my outward sanity, and sometimes offering instructive thoughts on how to better myself (or serving as unhappy exemplars of what not to do).

- I'm not precisely the hugest Jackson!film fan these days, but I have Peter Jackson's particular brand of fannishness and its results to even thank for the fact that I'm thanking the Professor now. I saw all three of the first trilogy in the theatres with an esrtwhile boyfriend. Thankfully, that philanderer is long gone from my life, but technically, the films are not, since they first prompted me to read the books (which I admittedly found to be very slow going the first time around). Due to Sir Lee's portrayal, the subtleties of which did not escape me, I was a Saruman sympathizer before I even read the books; to be perfectly frank, I'd found out about the character's pre-wizard history via the interwebs well before I even read up to the point where he actually appears in The Two Towers (I think I read TTT in 2005 or so). This probably explains, well, a lot, come to think of it.