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Lindorien in Wonderland by Lindorien | 26 Review(s) |
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Elena Tiriel | Reviewed Chapter: 5 on 5/8/2004 |
The Lady Barbara reads Lindorien's reply to her review of chapter 4. She calmly sips her tea with lemon, arching an elegant pinkie outward in a manner befitting her class. Not a hint of reaction sullies her calm, perfectly-coiffed, sophisticated facade. One elegant eyebrow (the left one, for the right eyebrow has ever been froward) gracefully arches momentarily. But what is this? Her voluptuous, perfectly-glossed lips press together ever so slightly. Her luscious lips turn white and quiver slightly. The tiniest of sounds, difficult to hear, escapes her sensuous lips. Her face turns a most unbecoming shade of red, and her shoulders start to shake. Another sound escapes, one that could almost be described as a snort, were it not emitted by such a high-class lady who would never tolerate such behavior in her mansion. The extensive household staff stands by, alert but discreet, ready to summon emergency medical assistance should Her Ladyship require it. She appears to be in the throes of a seizure of some sort, and has indelicately spat tea onto the computer monitor. Wait -- she's making some sound. Rather loud and most certainly unmelodious. Can it be? Lord help us all! It's not a seizure. It is... laughter! Of a most unladylike sort! The staff's level of concern increases steadily as Her Ladyship falls off her Louis XIV chair, and begins to roll on the Persian carpet, kicking her limbs most ungracefully into the air, nearly knocking a da Vinci off the wall. After howling like a hunting hound for several minutes, The Lady Barbara finally calms herself. She gracefully rises from the floor with the assistance of the footman, who sets the Louis XIV chair upright, and she sweeps up the mansion's spacious staircase. Entering her private bedchamber, she commands her maidservant to brush her clothes, straighten her coiffure, and fetch her another pair of French-lace-lined unmentionables. Author Reply: French-lace-lined unmentionables Lindorien ponders in consternation her effect upon the Lady Barbara. She would not like to see her die laughing for Lindorien has few fans and it is always disconcerting to lose one in such a way. Besides, Lindorien is increasingly concerned concerning litigation regarding the matter. Perhaps it would be prudent to attach a crash cart to these fanfics? It would be discreet, of course, covered in doilies and of a period design. Visitors would presume it to be an antique tea service. Please advise. Lindorien Speaking of tea - I do believe that chapter shall be forthcoming in a few days - when Lindorien is surely supposed to be doing something else. That is how most of her fanfics occur - when Lindorien is supposed to be doing something else. | |
Elena Tiriel | Reviewed Chapter: 5 on 5/8/2004 |
Okay, the quote marks were the deciding factor: Crazy as a loon. But loony, too. - Barbara Author Reply: the counting down the lines of dialogue is what did me in. Seriously, I laugh so hard when I write these tings. I am easily amused. | |
Elena Tiriel | Reviewed Chapter: 4 on 5/8/2004 |
Erm, well... I'm a little claustrophobic. Okay, a LOT claustrophobic. So that chapter made me break out in a cold sweat... seriously. Still working out the answer to the "Genius or Lunatic?" question... (But Barbara, she can rhyme so well... surely one with such a gift couldn't be a lunatic?) (Shut up, brain. Haven't you ever heard of idiot savants?) (**Whine** But the story made you laugh!) (*Whap!* *Whap!* *Whap!* I told you to shut up! This is serious! One must be very careful how one approaches such authors. They may become violent.) Ahem. *Barbara straightens her hair.* Keep writing, Lindorien, so that we may all come to a decisive answer... - Barbara Author Reply: **Lindorien muses that fair Barbara has begun speaking with herself** **decides she is likely a mother** **or off her own meds** **Lindorien forgets completely what she was thinking about** Hmmm...idiot savant, idiot savant. Lindorien tries on the shoe. It doesn't fit. Damn. Back to the 'Genius or Lunatic' question. Read chapter next I do beseech to find pretext of conclusions reached then with answer decisive make same known to me so I might answer incisive and likely agree You know - Wonderland is a long story and it is getting longer by the minute. Lindorien simply must lay off those mushrooms! Laughter? Do I hear laughter? It is making you laugh? What joy! What rapture! Concerned as I was this story might be a gaffe. Stop rhyming, I mean it. Anybody want a peanut? WRONG STORY! | |
Imrahoil | Reviewed Chapter: 5 on 5/8/2004 |
Aaaaaah (contented sigh), it's nice to see that a new Uruk-scene is trying to break through, keep pushing, dear! And don't be afraid, I'm not going to try and praise anything here, after having been rapped over the knuckles for the last time. ;-) Everything to keep the author happy and no further excuses for not updating because "the bar was raised to high". Author Reply: Oh no, Imrahoil! By all means praise. Praise away! Well, at least tell me the parts you liked best. My personal favorite, with this last chapter, at least, was Faramir and Lindorien counting down the lines to get it straight what dialogue belonged to whom. Must admit, I am cheating on these last few, just stuffing in poems I've already written. But my Gentle Readers demand updates, so one does what one must. I'm late, I'm late, I'm very late on my updates. Oh dear. Yes - Uruk-Scene shall break through when all the Wonderland nonsense is complete and I can again consider iambic pentameter. Keep author happy by telling her to keep writing or you shall do something drastic. Authors - we so love drama. **snicker** | |
Kitt of Lindon | Reviewed Chapter: 4 on 5/7/2004 |
Hooray for updates! Things are getting curiouser and curiouser. At this point I have become confused between Alice in Wonderland and The Wizard of Oz. Actually, Frodo does have a resemblance to Toto, now that I think of it... Hmm, they are a few things worse than being as large as a house. Like, uh, err, well I really can't think of anything right now. Best luck to you! Author Reply: yes - hoorray for updates! Could I entice you to write a few of mine for me? Am in Alice mode - probably 'cause I'm off my meds. Will likely finish these first. Guilt is now my master. I can think of something worse than being as large as a house. Being larger than a house. I need a nap. Lindorien | |
Elena Tiriel | Reviewed Chapter: 3 on 5/7/2004 |
Oh, my. I can't decide whether you are a lunatic or a genious. Hmmmmmm. Hmmmmmmmmmmm. I'll have to get back to you on that... Author Reply: How thin a veil exists between madness and genius read chapter next before deciding upon your thoughts, the answer's biding. Lindorien - now going to bed | |
Teresa | Reviewed Chapter: 1 on 3/20/2004 |
I was expecting the worst. You have surpassed my expectations. When I have recovered, IŽll write you a glowing review, I promissss. But now I am too busy laughing. Please issue a General Health and Sanity Warning before you let the next chapter loose on your hapless readers. Author Reply: I aim to stink. So happy not to have disappointed. When genius won't come, atrocious shall have to do. Insanity is the last bastion of the truly creative. My Hapless Readers generally put down beverages before picking up my fics. It saves ever so much on the cost of cleaning clothing and repairing computer monitors. You've know idea how happy I am to have lured yet another over to the Dark Side. Lindorien | |
The Karenator | Reviewed Chapter: 2 on 3/17/2004 |
Again, I 'm still trying to catch up on all the stories I've loved but haven't taken the time to review. Lindorien...you sly dog, this is great. Such an original twist on an old favorite. I wanna go with you! I wanna stand toe to toe with Haldir! I kept getting visions of that old movie with Bill Murray..."Groundhog Day". Things just keep repeating until you get it right. The beginning where you meet the strange woman was too funny and very well done. I'm going to look for her tonight at my son's ball game. (No dance lessons at my house of testosterone.) It's been awhile since you updated this one. I'm looking forward to seeing where your demented little mind takes us this time. :>) Love it! Karen Author Reply: I'm looking forward to seeing where my demented little mind takes us this time, also! If you've a plot stray or two hanging about, just toss them my way, okay? **must stop rhyming, must stop rhyming. I am scaring the children's teachers.** Yes - Lindorien and the Strange Woman (can you not guess who she is?) are caught in the spiraling vortex that was once Lindorien's brain: This is Lindorien's Brain. This is Lindorien's Brain after having children. Get the picture? hehe Lindorien | |
Orophins Dottir | Reviewed Chapter: 2 on 3/12/2004 |
*Snarf, snort, ohhhhhhh, my Gaaaaaaaawd!" Mr. Orophin's dottir thanks you for giving her boy a speaking role in this wonderful expedition into the depths of insanity. He so seldom gets dialogue he will even take yours! Very funny! Orophin's Dottir Author Reply: Thanks, Dottir, for that vote of confidence, but Orophin stands near me hissing something like, "It's okay. Really, it's okay. I'm willing to leave the speaking part in this one by the side of the road." Unfortunately, I shall not be leaving this STORY by the side of the road anytime soon. Nu, many apologies to my Loyal Readers for this chapter and all subsequent ones. Lindorien | |
Kitt of Lindon | Reviewed Chapter: 2 on 3/11/2004 |
It seems, Lindorien, that ch2 and ch3 got switched around, and now 2 is 3 and 3 is 2...but that's not right for it says this a prologue and the next chapter is ch1. Let me start over. Ch3 is now prologue2 and ch1 is still ch1 only 3rd. But I'm forgetting that this story is full of chaos anyhow, and even trying to understand goes over even most immortal comprehension. Owe. This is hurting my head; the rest of the review must be short. Hilarious. Author Reply: Thank you, Kitt All now reigns serene We can not return To things unseen Fixed is the problem Worry not anymore Am so glad this story Succeeds not to bore. | |