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Penname: Harnatano [Contact]
Real name: Pauline
Member Since: November 12, 2015
Membership status: Member
28, French, and very bad at writing bios.
I live in Paris, surrounded by my Tolkien's books, my cats and my dog. I've been fond of Tolkien since I'm 13, but I've really been digging into the legendarium during the past three years and writing fics for the past two years.
Curufin is definitely my favorite character for his bad and good sides, and during the past year I've mostly been writing about him.
English isn't my first language, so grammar mistakes might occur, and I'm very sorry about it.
A very old Nerdanel looks back on her life from childhood to the present and reflects on her art and personal life while remembering her first work.
Chapters: 1 Table of Contents
Word count: 2536     Read Count: 321
Published: September 05, 2014     Updated: September 05, 2014
Reviewer: Harnatano Signed
Date: January 22, 2016
Title: Chapter 1: Chapter 1
Comments: I've always been very fond of the concept of Nerdanel as a woman with a different beauty that the one generally recognized by the society she lives in. I think it's a very very important detail, and it gives her much more depths as a female character. And that's the first reason your fic appears as very important to me.
But I also really enjoyed the way you talked about sculpture and creation, and all the things you said about illusion. The parallels on this matter, the way you explained it and expanded the concept of illusion from her art to her reality (and to Fëanor's reality)... That's absolutely fantastic. That's a very clever way to talk about it, and I read avery single word of it with and increasing interest!
I've always been convinced that Nerdanel's difference was a strength rather than a weakness, that her body (which is suppose to be less beautiful than others') gives her a huge advantage comapring to others. Because, beyond the self-consciousness which haunts her, she's wise enough to maybe detach herself from it, and see beyiond the flesh (and when it's related to her work as a sculptor, it's fascinating)
So I loved reading your fic, which isn't only interesting in its content but also
wonderful in its form. It was beautiful in every way.
(Plus, Nerdanel and Fëanor as a couple always fascinate me; their relationship is so interesting and I love them so much *cries because feelings*)
(sorry for the looong review, your fic gave me so many feelings!)