My First Guest Post!

As you can gather from the title, this is my first ever guest post.

Just some hobbits feeling happy.

Yay!

Briana and Krysta over at Pages Unbound are hosting this amazing, fun-filled event for the next two weeks – the Tolkien Reading Event. The schedule is up here, so be sure to check that out. I’m so glad to be a part of this as you all know what a huge Tolkien fan I am. This post will tell you all about my obsession. Thanks again, Briana and Krysta, for having me over. 🙂

Every year on March 25, the anniversary of the Downfall of Sauron, the Tolkien Society hosts Tolkien Reading Day. This year’s theme is Poetry and Songs in Tolkien’s Fiction. The primary goal is to promote the reading of the works of J.R R. Tolkien! To celebrate, Pages Unbound will be hosting two weeks of Tolkien-related […]

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Fictional Fridays #23

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The Misfortunes of Mr. Ferrars (Part Three)

The colours seemed too bright to his pounding head when he stepped inside The Golden Apple. A guard escorted him to a far table in one of the corners, where a man sat with a mountain of papers stacked perfectly in front of him. The morning sunlight fell on his back and illuminated him like some sort of angelic figure. Dwayne lifted a hand to shield his eyes. The guard released him from his grip and trooped back the way he had come, leaving the two of them alone in the tavern’s main hall.

“You seem like the pleasanter sort,” the man commented, looking him up and down. “What might your name be?”

Dwayne shrugged and answered.

“Dwayne?” The change in the other’s voice was evident. “I should’ve recognised you instantly, I suppose, but it’s been many years. I hope you remember me, cousin.” He got up and moved to stand in front of Dwayne.

“Rick?” asked Dwayne, uncertainly.

“And so you do,” replied Richard, clapping him on his back. “It’s a pleasure to see you after… how many years has it been?”

“Six or seven,” mumbled Dwayne, leaning away from him. It was as if his nightmares were suddenly coming true. The news of his turn of fortunes had sped like a wildfire among his relations and the last thing he wanted was one of them to see him in his poor condition.

“Too long, too long. But I suppose I have been busy. It must be desperate times indeed for you if you’re thinking of applying for this job.” He chuckled, but Dwayne chafed at the insult.

“I heard it pays very well,” he defended his decision.

“Of course it does because the job itself is nothing short of torture,” Richard guffawed.

“I do need the money, Rick. If you could help me out, I’d be forever indebted to you,” Dwayne said through gritted teeth. Only Lessie’s pleading eyes had kept him there even after Richard’s words.

“Anything for you, dear cousin. I’m certain that you’re the most qualified man to apply; over-qualified, really.” He gave Dwayne a pointed smile and continued, “I would have to hire you based on merit itself. But I must ask you, Dwayne, after your stint as a businessman, can you take orders from a little boy?”

Dwayne nodded but said nothing. He would do whatever was asked of him for that amount of money, or so he told himself. He had already buried any pride he had had when he walked into this tavern.

Richard shook his hands solemnly. “Then welcome to the palace, Mr. Dwayne Ferrars, as the caretaker of Prince Jeffrey. I hope you enjoy your time in the palace.” There was a mischievous sparkle in Rick’s eyes that annoyed Dwayne. He withdrew his hands quickly.

“Thank you, cousin,” Dwayne said with as much fervour as he could muster. “Is there a contract I must sign? When do I start?”

“Come round to the palace tomorrow morning and I shall have your contract ready. You will start two days hence, if that is fine by you.”

“That would be perfect. Thank you again, Rick.”

“The pleasure is all mine, Dwayne. Oh, but when you do arrive tomorrow, make sure to ask for Mr. Richard and not Rick. We are colleagues now, after all.” He laughed without humour.

“My apologies, Mr. Richard,” replied Dwayne, doffing his hat and curtsying. He hoped Rick wouldn’t notice the mockery in his fake smile.

“That’s much better now,” Rick called, striding away from him towards entrance. “Send the rest away,” he ordered the guard as he left.

Dwayne should have been happy as he followed his cousin out of the door, but a heavy dread filled his heart. He had to see Lessie and tell her he had a job, but he wasn’t yet sure if that was good or bad news.

Fictional Fridays #22

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The Misfortunes of Mr. Ferrars (Part Two)

Dwayne poured out what he sternly told himself would be the last cup for the day. The sun had set outside and shadows had crept across the room as he had not bothered to light any candles. Only the golden and pink streaks of fading light in the sky provided a little illumination. He barely noticed the lack of light. He sat staring at the drab walls of the dingy establishment that he had been forced to call home for the last two weeks. An open trunk lay yawning in a corner. He didn’t have any money to pay the next day’s rent, so he knew he had to move out, but hadn’t the heart to pack when he had returned “home”.

He emptied the glass down his gullet and set it down forcefully on the small table, sighing. The bottle was still half full, but he felt no inclination to even pull it toward himself again. He wanted to do nothing and be nothing. He knew he would have, that fateful night two weeks ago, if not for Lessie. He truly would be nothing if not for her. He knew he should be grateful that she’d stayed with him even after his business was closed down, but he only felt anger for not being the one accompanying her to the party. His blood boiled at the thought of her being asked for a dance by a handsome stranger, someone with the money and influence that he’d lost. Before he knew it, he was on his feet, his hands curled into fists at his side. He couldn’t allow that to happen.

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Fictional Fridays #21

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The Misfortunes of Mr. Ferrars (Part One)

Dwayne Ferrars looked down at the gold coins in his hands and counted five carefully as he dropped them in his money bag.

“That is the last of your savings, Mr. Ferrars,” said the man behind the counter. His polite smile from earlier was gone. Sensing the dismissal as the man busied himself with paperwork, Dwayne got up and walked away, his money bag giving a pitiful jingle as he moved.

He looked back at the bank after he’d walked a few paces onto the street. Its almost-white walls smiled at him mockingly in the sun. He knew he’d never have a reason to come back there again and the realisation produced a tingling at the back of his eyes. He blinked once and continued on his way, his head consumed with bitter thoughts.

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Fictional Fridays #19

The last time I posted fiction on this blog was 5 months ago and I still can’t believe it! Writing fiction just for the blog took a backseat during NaNoWriMo but I vowed to continue it, so here I am again with a short story. This qualifies as fanfiction, but I really couldn’t get this out of my head after New Year’s day. I’m talking about (brownie points for getting it right) Sherlock, of course.

The first episode came out on Monday and since then I haven’t stopped thinking about it, or about what the next episodes will showcase. A short story titled Appointment in Samarra is narrated by Benedict Cumberbatch in this episode, with the backdrop of the London Aquarium and sharks reinforcing the nature of the tale. During the episode, however, Mycroft (played by Mark Gatiss) remembers that Sherlock had written his own version of the story as a child for he did not like the original. It seemed like a good challenge to try writing that version of the story, so here is my interpretation of what the young Sherlock might have written (and then some more of my imagination).

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The Reader in Me

I intend to keep this post short because I just received some devastating news and it has totally put me off. However, I made myself a promise that I won’t skip a day in September, so here is the customary Monday post, the last for the September Reading Month.

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Best of The Lord of the Rings: OST

I don’t have much time on my hands today and I really couldn’t schedule this post beforehand, so I was looking to write a short post this time around. This gave me a sudden inspiration. Although I’d originally conceived this series to be a book discussion (and fangirl feels outlet), I decided to include the movies as well. After all, why not? The movies introduced me to the books and The Lord of the Rings is the highest Oscar-winning movie series till date. Purists might discard the films as crass commercialization and call it but a shadow of the published works, but the movies did get a lot of things right. The first thing that comes to my mind is the soundtrack.

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Book Review: King Ottokar’s Sceptre

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Title: King Ottokar’s Sceptre

Author and Illustrator: Hergé (Georges Prosper Remi)

Genre: Comic, adventure

Series: The Adventures of Tintin #8

Setting: Syldavia

Rating: 4.5 out of 5 stars

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Best of The Lord of the Rings: Setting

Forgive me for almost missing the deadline in this one. I’ve been busy these few days, what with tests coming up next week. I hope I somehow manage to put up posts next week. Anyway, let’s worry about that later. Today I shall continue to explore my favourite series, The Lord of the Rings, and talk about the one place I loved more than the others (Don’t worry, this post will be small). Every reader knows that setting is very important to a story, especially in the fantasy genre. This series has extremely complex world-building and not only is it detailed, it is exquisitely beautiful. There were several options to choose from – the white towers of Minas Tirith, the quaint and simple Shire, the dangerous mines of Moria, the dwellings of Elrond in Rivendell… well, you get the picture. [Once again, please note that since this is a book discussion, the post may contain spoilers.]

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Book Review: The Cursed Child

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Title: Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

Authors: J. K Rowling, John Tiffany and Jack Thorne

Genre: Fantasy, Drama

Series: The Harry Potter Series #8

Setting: Wizarding World (Britain)

Rating: 3.5 out of 5 stars

Note: This review may contain spoilers

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