But there are, I fear, no hobbits in The Silmarillion (or history of the Three Jewels), little fun or earthiness but mostly grief and disaster. Those critics who scoffed at The Lord [of the Rings] because ‘all the good boys came home safe and everyone was happy ever after’ (quite untrue) ought to be satisfied.

J.R.R. Tolkien, from a letter (n°227) to Mrs E.C. Ossen Drijver (1961), The Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien (via

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Silmarillion: there are no good boys and no one comes home

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Elves and Eating

verymaedhros:

aranedhel:

verymaedhros:

So, we know elves fear (souls basically) and hroa (body) are linked. Ex, if the elf is upset as hell their body just…degrades. That part is canon.

So, I think it would make sense that a sad, their body would require more sleeping, food, etc to sustain itself. 

This takes stress-eating and breakup-icecream to the max. We know elves typically aren’t the biggest eaters in the world. But if an elf was very upset, they would just eat and eat and eat, sleep all the time, etc. Which leads to a few things.

1. To a smaller degree, emotion snacking is basically mandatory. “Fuck, I just failed a test. Aaaand I could go for like five hamburgers right now.”

2. This could also go for larger things. Just like human’s depression-nap system, a sad elf will just. Sleep. For weeks. 

3. Perhaps it’s an elvish custom to hold huge feasts after times of sadness. Beloved town member just died? Thier funeral will have a shitload of food. Everyone will need it. Post-battle? Better start a huge potluck, shit, these elves need a lot to eat to keep up their souls now.

4. FOOD GIFT BASKETS ARE A MUST. Flowers? No one needs them. The real thing to do to cheer up your elf friend is send them several crates of protein bars. 

5. Maedhros probably ate an absurdly huge amount, all the time. Even on top of how much he would eat being so tall. Invite this guy over for a buisness dinner? Better have an extra four portions for him. 

6. “Elrond dude there’s like hundreds of chip bags scattered in your office” “I KNOW but i am WORRIED”

-“Perhaps it’s an elvish custom to hold huge feasts after times of sadness. “

Well, that would explain why Thranduil holds so many feasts in Mirkwood

oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh shittttt

what words in your opinion are most characteristic of tolkien’s worlds and writings? in evocation, in phonetics or in connotation. take this as you will…

paradife-loft:

thearrogantemu:

thearrogantemu:

The monosyllabic
adjectives of the Lord of the Rings:
fair, fell, grim, high, hard, clear, cold, clean, long, swift, dark, great,
deep, tall, grey, keen,
etc. They’re
common words, almost simple ones (with a few archaicisms thrown in), but look
at how often they’re used, and of how many things. Any of them might be used to
describe the way things look, or the way they sound, or even the way they feel.
This can occasionally misfire (I believe it was @sumeriasmith who pointed out that
Arwen’s eyes are described as being “grey as a cloudless night”, a color most
people would probably call black) and
the way in which everyone of any note in the Silmarillion is tall does border on the ridiculous
(unless you reason that ‘tall’ is simply a mistranslation for ‘striking’, or,
as @emilyenrose put it, ‘hot’.) But on the whole, the effect is to create a
sort of underlying chromatic rhythm. The words are used so often that they
cease to give the reader information about the things they’re used to describe.
Instead, the things they modify become attributes of them: grey is Gandalf and the Havens and old trees and things at night
and in the distance and in the early morning, dawns and hilltops and eyes and
ashes and shelter in the wasteland and the wasteland itself.

@vardasvapors#i don’t think the ‘grey as a cloudless night’ is necessarily a misfire tho #that assumes it only means ‘grey as a cloudless night SKY’ which is imo a completely different thing than ‘a cloudless NIGHT’ #the air and the vision and the way things in the night show up #in the ambient starlight and moonlight etc #from the seer’s pov

::jaw drops::

::ears ring::

DAMMIT TOLKIEN YOU DID IT AGAIN. I should have known better than to come at you in the realm of words! Because that’s it, that’s it exactly. The night itself, not just the sky. A darkness that does not wholly conceal, a light that does not wholly reveal. And it’s that middleness that I think is what grey means in Tolkien, going beyond color into a certain position in the world.  A position that is neither pure darkness nor pure light. Middle-Earth is a grey world – it is darkened, but not entirely; it is colored by loss but it is more than the losing.  Not wholly lost or wholly changed, as he says of mankind’s creative capacity in Mythopoeia

(Here’s a question: what’s the difference between middleness and bothness?)

Another thing that’s cool about this is that, intentionally or not on Tolkien’s part (and I would suspect a degree of intentionality given who we’re talking about here), these are all very Germanic English words – they have their origins in Old and Middle English, rather than coming from Latin and/or French or Greek or whatnot. (This is a common distinction among at least certain classes of words with Germanic derivation versus Romance, Greek, etc. lineage – whether they’re monosyllabic (and often monomorphemic) or polysyllabic.)

And I think that speaks both to Tolkien’s background as a scholar, and the sort of language in English that’s going to be familiar and natural-sounding to him in this kind of mythological context; and it also forms another dimension of how Arda is an English mythology, down to the very words used to construct it. Very, very cool.

space-ace:

tbh the funniest part in the fellowship of the rings is when pippin drops the helmet down the well in balin’s tomb and we’re just listening to it drop while everyone stares at him and he flinches at every clang and then when it’s over gandalf goes after his whole life i die every time

When Eärendel comes to Mandos he finds that Tuor is ‘not in Valinor, nor Erumáni, and neither Elves nor Ainu know where he is. (He is with Ulmo.)’

From the notes [xviii] of J.R.R. Tolkien, The Book of Lost Tales II, “The Tale of Eärendel”
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erotetica:

You see a lot where the Feanorians all inherited bits of their dad, and I love that. They’re all angry nerds, but I mean specifically. Maedhros has the Charisma. Maglor got the artistry, the thing for aesthetic. Caranthir got the pedant thing. Will also fight you in a Waffle House at 3am. The Ambarussa are insatiably curious. Curufin…exists. But! You also see a lot where Celegorm Does Not Have This. Which makes sense, because he’s a muddy, bloody fukboi, but!! I raise you!!! The languages!! Granted, not linguistics proper, there wouldn’t be an essay written about him and his Thing about digraphs, but languages! ‘All the tongues of birds and beasts he knew.’ He likes to communicate. He’s the kid who travels after high school and comes back semi-fluent in more than one language, because he kept accosting people in pubs like hey, what are we doing, what are we saying. Also! Fighting styles. Less apparent, because Feanor only started fighting things like a week before combusting, but their fite-moods are similar–i.e, real fuckin fell and fey. Someone should really kill them–not you, you’re running, but someone should get on that.

gurguliare:

my favorite thing about galadriel’s tangled revision history is how the whole “did the valar ban her from returning west or did she refuse their explicit invitation” makes a huge difference to how you interpret the story… unless you’re galadriel, in which case it’s like, hey, oh, what was the question, did i stay in middle-earth of my own free will or was i trapped there by the consequences of past hubris? great question! the answer is fuck you