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Hollow Saints

Posted in Entertainment, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 20, 2013 by urbannight

There was this challenge to do a short story in 100 words (118 in this case).  But you can’t really get an entire story in that many words, you only get a glimpse.  Is it a glimpse of action, a glimpse of personality, a glimpse of character development.  Maybe it is just a glimpse of the soul.  This is part fiction, part auto-biographical.  Make of it what you will.

Skull

It is the big, hollow eye-sockets that really get my attention.  I sit on the couch or the bed, reading, writing, working on projects.  It doesn’t matter which room.  They both have skulls sitting on book shelves, the TV stand, on top of cabinets that watch over me as I work.

I often say the reason I keep skulls around is because they are cheerful.  They are always smiling.  But if I’m honest, I think it is because of those hollow, empty eyes that seem to pierce the soul.

In truth, over the years, I’ve started to feel hollow myself.  I feel connected to them.  They are the saints that keep me, since I feel little connection to other symbols.

Nerdiness I Cannot Deny

Posted in Advertising, Art, Books, Entertainment, Life, Movies and Theatre, Uncategorized, Writing with tags , , , , , , , on April 3, 2012 by urbannight

I will start out with something called NerdLacquer.  The color is Warrior Ethos.  I think.  That is what the front of the label says.   The label refused to show up on the photograph.  Okay, technically it did.  It was the words that were MIA. 

Nerdlacquer

The second thing is about a movie. One that, over the years of being teased about it, I felt no overwhelming desire to see it now. Oh, I figured I would. The other films were great. So I would enjoy it. But there was no anticipation.

Until I saw the Trailer. Yes, it deserves a capital T. Is it particularly impressive? Maybe not so much as the trilogy was.

It was the music. When the Dwarves started to sing I think the sound captured my soul.

Back in Jr High, I memorized the songs of The Hobbit. I would try to figure out how they might have been sung. To hear it done, so hauntingly, as the soundtrack for the trailer seemed to bring back the excitement. It gave me the chills.

So I’ll leave you with the text of my favorite Tolkien song. Which, of course, just happened to be the song in the trailer. I wonder if the soundtrack for the movie will be available before release of the film?

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.
The dwarves of yore made mightly spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sward.
On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeouns deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.
The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night,
The fire was red, it flaming spread;
The trees like torches blazed with light.
The bells were ringing in the dale
And men looked up with faces pale;
The dragon’s ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.
The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To find our long-forgotten gold.