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New Challenge: Everyman Create a fanwork about an ordinary character in the legendarium using a quote about an unnamed character as inspiration.
Cultus Dispatches: Fanworks, AI, and Resistance by Dawn and Grundy The fan studies column Cultus Dispatches returns with a history of how Tolkien fanworks fandom has reacted and resisted generative AI by drawing strong boundaries in a way that is not typical for the fandom.
Inspired by collecting the prompts for the Everyman challenge, this essay considers how ordinary people are subsumed and silenced in The Silmarillion, which begins a three-book arc that ends with the rise of the humble and ordinary.
A Teleri fishing boat captain turns to farming on abandoned Noldor lands after her ship is stolen. A Noldor farmer returns with Finarfin to find that his land belongs to the Teleri now.
In his old age, Isildur's former esquire Ruinamacil, known to later histories only as Ohtar, writes his own account of his escape from the ambush at Gladden Fields and journey to Imladris, and the history of his friend whom Isildur ordered to flee with him.
These were simply flashes, a hint of a wider, greater world. A tantalizing glimpse of more, always at the edge of awareness, never within reach. Míriel would grasp it, if something as intangible as the concept of color could overflow in bounteous wonder over her hands.
By definition, fanworks fandom does not draw a lot of boundaries, but community archives and events have taken a strong stance against AI-generated fanworks due to ethical considerations and member input.
In a book as full of death as the Quenta Silmarillion, grief and mourning are surprisingly absent. The characters who receive grief and mourning—and those who don't—appear to do so due to narrative bias. Grief and mourning (or a lack of them) serve to draw attention toward and away from objectionable actions committed by characters.
This presentation for Mereth Aderthad 2025 discusses the parallels between the concept of abnegation in the scientific work surrounding the atomic bomb and in The Silmarillion. The relinquishment of self-interest in favor of the interests of others, abnegation was identified by Tolkien as a powerful act of spirit and reason. The legendarium has many examples of the complexities of abnegation, which parallel similar discussions held by physicists during and after World War II.
Bilbo, the strange old hobbit with the wandering feet, senses something special in young Frodo the first time he sees the lad; as they become close, they find in each other a cameraderie not well understood by other hobbits. Five poignant moments between Bilbo and Frodo Baggins over the course…
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Thank you for reading! I am grateful for your comment, too. ... Yeah, Dior and Luthien were two strange characters in the histories; I worried that lacking choice meant they'd be stuck somewhere odd (for Dior) or somewhere unsuitable (for Luthien), and I guess that was part of the impetus for this fic.
Yay! I am glad you are digging it so far. Yeah, i enjoy that pair of OCs, might need to keep them around for the very odd Tuor/Dior AU that I am tempted to write.
“Not everyone has dance in their nature” I feel seen rip
This is such a creative and dreamlike story! I really love Uilon, just a chill fisherman striking up conversations with strangers and handing out seafood. He’s so immediately endearing!
:D Thank you for reading! Yeah, I always felt like Lúthien's dancing was her true calling, until Acts of Heroism (and her man) dragged her away from it. Now she's going to create an interpretive dance of the fall of Beleriand, and everyone will be so moved when they see it that maybe the Valar will stop _drowning shit_ over and over ... :D
My prompt was the Thai phrase, "the afternoon of my next life" from monthly challenges, so i had them awakening outside of the halls on a fine summer afternoon... And, for some reason, newly born and all, i kept thinking of another fine Thai -- Moo Deng the pygmy hippo. :'D
Nimloth still fought, desperate and faithful, before the door that led to their children’s quarters. She was in the green gown she’d worn that afternoon for the midwinter festival, but the blood-smeared sword in her hand was her grandfather’s; last night it had been a dusty decoration on their wall. ... “Go,” Nimloth choked to Dior, but he knew that there was no place he wished to go, not now that they were to be parted forever.
I love those passages. So beautiful and tragic!
The hall of mortal statues is also very interesting. I like how you have each statue reflect the person's nature. And aww, Elros -- sad that they couldn't see him until after his death. I liked how his statue echoes the Argonnath.
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