A little while ago ozarque was talking quite a bit about people who aren't sight dominant and how that changes the language they like to use. And since one of the problems I have in fic writing is an overabundance of "seeing" and "looking", I thought I'd try to write something from the p.o.v. of a character who trusted his sense of touch and smell more than his eyes. So, bit by bit I've put together some paragraphs for what might someday be an Emergency! fic if it ever finds a plot. But as I'm starting to feel the tug of LotR again (very softly) I thought I'd go ahead and put what I had up here to get it out of my hair and then see if I can actually write something I'm supposed to in the next week or so...

( totally optional wip )

Sam paused in the scrap of woodland and looked over the prospects, wondering which saplings were the offspring of the ancient oaks which had been felled and dragged out of the copse and which would prove as scrawny as the scruffy trees Saruman’s men had left behind. “Damn fools,” he said, for the hundredth time, dry-eyed now as he’d learned to be in spite of the ragged stumps that were all that were left of trees that had witnessed the first hobbits to come this way from across the Brandywine.

ever have a piece of fluff that wrote itself for forty minutes and then absolutely and utterly refused to tell you what comes next?

Well...

( I need a plot -- or do I just need an ending? )

still thinking about Sam and Elrond...

( coda to The Master and the Servant )

I'm still working out the interim days, but since its a gapfiller you can figure that Bilbo has spent the days talking to Frodo and Sam's stayed up at night to do the same. My foibles for this are that Frodo hears mortals more clearly than immortals, and that the morgul blade had spells on it that made the blade (and the shard) only tangible by moonlight.) But this is the next part that's coherent... which I'm not at the moment.

( crisis point )

I keep wondering why Elrond is so tolerant of Sam's invasion into the Council, and why Sam is an honored guest at the feast... so I've been mumbling an idea around for weeks, and since I can't seem to think well enough to come up with anything new (or work on the things I should be working on!) I thought I'd show you the start of it and see if it's going all right. Slightly AU...

( Tentatively called: The Master and the Servant )

I've been trying to come up with a movieverse Sam wakes up after Mt. Doom scene, and I've got a beginning, but I keep getting tangled up... I've got to get Aragorn in the room, and delay him long enough to be the second to last one in to see Frodo and I can't think of anything that will work because once I go beyond where I am the pattern of the piece doesn't work any more!

So comments are welcome. No matter how blunt!

( Draft -- Awake )

Because I've been wallowing in the screencaps from shadowfax8 and I haven't worked out the kinks in the "sam waking up movieverse" ficlet.

This one's inspired by the shot of Sam you can find at.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/shadowfax8/32716.html#cutid1

cap 1824… (near the bottom)

( Ashes )

Here I go posting a draft so that I can work on it at work again. You're welcome to read, but be aware that this is not the final version. If you want to see the story so far in its present state it's at
http://www.livejournal.com/users/rabidsamfan/6455.html#cutid1

Fair warning -- I didn't reach a good "stopping" place this time -- in fact the story went and twisted on me and I'm not quite sure that it did in a good way. Criticisms welcome! I'm stuck!

( storybit: Epilogue to the Ringbearer and the Rose )

Okay, Illyria mentioned being interested in how I trimmed/edited when I did; and I'm feeling a little wistful, because only two people read/commented on the version with the kiss... so for them as are interested in the editing process I thought I'd post up the marked up version showing the changes, and for them as think I should have left well enough alone, please tell me, so I can make my final run through! I'm not at all confident about writing romance!

The cleaned up version is here:

http://www.livejournal.com/users/rabidsamfan/6455.html#cutid1

And here's the ( marked up version: )

More of "The Ringbearer and the Rose", some of which has appeared before, in anticipation of having to work tomorrow. *yick* Still working out the kiss, but I wanted to get through the conversation first.

Some of this may have to get trimmed...



( Storychunk: R&R March 25th continued. )

Two previously seen storybits, connected and with revisions:

Didn't get as far as I hoped due to many phone calls tonight.

( Storychunk: The Ringbearer and the Rose )

I have a very early morning tomorrow and a nearly two hour commute to get to a meeting, so I am going to be a good bunny and go to bed. But I have a question for those of you who have been following the slow progress of "The Ringbearer and the Rose"

( Storybit: 3/25/1420, Noon )

This and the other piece I posted tonight are part of the same story, but I haven't figured out which bit happens first...

( Storybit:3.25.1420 midmorning or early morning )

A little later in the conversation with Frodo and Rosie.

( Storybit: 3.25.1420 - mid morning )

Like "1420" below, this is part of a story that I've tentatively titled "The Ringbearer and the Rose" and is set early in the morning of March 25th of that year.

( Storybit: 3.25.1420 )

It's a lovely way to be able to look at storybits from different computers. And considering that I don't work in the same place every day, that's a huge bonus, because I want to meddle with stories on my breaks, and feed the bunnies when I should be eating lunch. And a convenient way to let other eyes spot my egregious errors, too, come to think of it, while the wording gets worked out. (I'm fascinated by the process of writing, but if you aren't don't click through! I won't mind.)

( Storybit: 1420 )

( links )

A Stoor village, circa 2463


( Unpolished Vignette: The Decree )