Another day of vacation boredom.
I am working my way through FoTR this week, and to my
dismay I'm finding it slow going so far.Maybe it's because I
read it so many times since that first reading and the glamour
is gone. And by glamour, I mean the sense of wonder.
Yeah, I know, it's a cliche of fandom now, but it fits.
I'm on a Tolkien mail list, and I am in constant amazement
of the capacity of some people to nitpick and poke until they've
sucked the last bit of wonder from something like a marrow
from a bone.Case in point, the Peter Jackson movie, which
seems to be looked upon as the work of the Dark One.
One member actually used a stopwatch to time how long
it takes for the suit of armor to fall down the well in the Mines
of Moria.(I won't go into the other complaints about the scene.)
There are fans, and then there are fanatics. I think Tolkien
would be as horrified by some of his defenders as he might be
with Jackson's movie, and I'm realist enough to suspect he
might very well have been if he had seen it.
I, on the other hand, am in awe of the movie..and the book.
Enough. To bed.

And three weeks later or so, here I am.
Again. (I wrote this once already and it disappeared)
So..to reiterate.
About me: I'm 54, male, and live alone, with my books,
a computer, and other electronic means of amusement.
At present, my favorite is my one cup coffee brewer.
I have a degree in History, and my special interest is in the
Middle Ages.
I'm a life long reader of SF and Fantasy, and a lover of Celtic
Music. As I type this, I'm listening to an album by Solas.
I work for a major bookstore chain and at the moment, I'm on
my vacation. Nothing like vacationing when Fimbul Winter breaks out.
Can Ragnorak be far behind?
Hmm..what else?
I discovered on line rp about six years ago and some of the best friends
I have are those I've never actually met face to face.
I like to write and I hope I am as good as my online friends say I am.
And even though I have six layers of various and sundry shirts on,
including a hooded sweatshirt (with the hood up. The Mad Monk!)
that does little to keep my fingers warm.
Which is why the coffee brewer is my favorite thing right now.

Once more into the breach, folks.
I tried this once before, without much success. For one thing,
I lost my password and couldn't get it back. That gives you an
idea of just how un-adept I am in most computer things.
Any road, this is my latest attempt at a journal/diary/commentary on my
life, and on those things I find of interest.
More to come later.