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Repose Earned, Words Unspoken   by maya_ar 2 Review(s)
LindorienReviewed Chapter: 1 on 7/8/2004
This is a wonderful piece, Maya. heartfelt, but very tolkienesque in its writing. It goes wonderfully with the poetry. thanks so much for writing it. Lindorien


Author Reply: Lindorien, you know very well I'd never have thought of it if you hadn't pointed out the WWI challenge. Reading Poppies made me think of all the people who were left behind after the war, and that made me think of Housman, and the next thing I knew, Denethor was talking in my head. So you started it.
cheers,
Maya



Raksha The DemonReviewed Chapter: 1 on 7/7/2004
The only part of this piece I dislike is the title, which, while not bad, is not good enough or memorable enough for a piece like this.

You capture Denethor very well, in his overweening pride and me-me-mine attitude. He can't stand the idea that Faramir has let anyone other than his father influence him, ever, even in the most unintrusive of ways. The sad thing is, while Denethor is complaining about Faramir being a 'wizard's pupil' during their counsel with Gandalf on the 11th (I think), Faramir kept his eye on his father, and was almost solely focussed on him; but all Denethor saw was Gandalf's possible influence in Faramir's fateful decision to help, rather than hinder, the Ringbearer.

And yet you don't paint Denethor as a monster. Though I wanted to smack him during his blathering on about Faramir having to prove his loyalty and heed Denethor alone rather tnan Mithrandir, and how perfect Boromir was, my heart really bled for Denethor when he is alone with unconscious Faramir and realizes with terrible bitterness that he sent his son out, with out even a kind word, to die, as well as sending Boromir to his death. You make the reader really see into Denethor's broken heart and tired soul at this point; and one cannot hate him.

Nicely done!

Author Reply: Oh, Raksha - may I hug you? Just a virtual hug, I promise. It is so fantastic when a reader catches _every single point_ I was trying to make with a story.
I don't usually do first person narratives, especially dark ones, simply because one has to go to such a depressing place in one's head to do it. But you can blame Lindorien for this one - she pointed me to the WWI challenge on HASA. About the title, I don't know how I'd change it, really. It just seemed to pop up from the poetry I used. Anyway, thanks once again.
cheers,
Maya

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