Q:May I please ask if you would watch an depiction of The Downfall of Numenor where Sauron-Annatar were played by Miss Natalie Dormer? (It's an unusual casting choice, I admit but I read it somewhere and just can't quite shake the feeling that it would WORK).
Honestly, I would probably watch a depiction of The Downfall of Numenor where Sauron was played by a small tin of baked beans.
Natalie Dormer would be amazing as Sauron.
Can you picture it though? Fëanor saying “get thee gone from my gate thou jail crow of mandos”
and Mandos hearing that, and getting really upset and starting to pet his crows tenderly and saying stuff like ‘he didn’t mean it’ to them
Oh my Valar how do you even come up with this.
Q:What's your opinion on there being "fake" and "real" fans/nerds?
Until I meet any obviously fake human beings — and I think they’d have to be held together with glue, or have the eyes painted on, or really be dolls or slugs or something — I think all people, not to mention fans, nerds, geeks and suchlike are real.
Some people haven’t read/seen/done as much as others. Some people haven’t been around as long. Some people wear T-shirts without knowing everything about what the T-shirt represents. But they are still real, and (and this is the important bit) everybody starts somewhere.
People at my signings sometimes tell me, apologetically, that they aren’t real fans, they’ve only read one book or a single comic, not like the people who know every obscure reference I make and win quizzes on my life and times that I would probably fail. And I tell them I’m glad they read the book. And I am.
Q:can i just say i was crying the other day looking at all your nolofinweans (i probably spelled that wrong) art because i loved those siblings from the beginning aND MOST OF THAT ART IS HAPPY BUT I KNOW WHAT HAPPENS LATER and i just want them all to be cute and happy again
I’m gonna buy a box of tissues for everyone, seriously, also I don’t know if it’s Nolofinweans or Nolofinwions, either way have some Turgon/Elenwë feels.
In fairy tales and fantasy, two types of people go in towers: princesses and wizards.
Princesses are placed there against their will or with the intention of ‘keeping them safe.’
This is very different from wizards, who seek out towers to hone their sorcery in solitude.
I would like a story where a princess is placed in an abandoned tower that used to belong to a wizard, and so she spends long years learning the craft of wizardry from the scraps left behind and becomes the most powerful magic wielder the world has seen in centuries, busts out of the tower and wreaks glorious, bloody vengeance on the fools that imprisoned her.
That would be my kind of story.
To begin with, the summit was her least favourite part of the tower.
It’s not safe. We just want you to be safe. Stay away from the upper floors.
She preferred the library, filled with heavy bookcases and wide windows (although they were barred). Stripped now of books, the smell of them remained, and the feeling of studiousness. It reminded her of home, and escaping – retreating into another world. For a long time she managed not to, but after a few weeks she picked up a piece of charcoal, and began to write the stories she remembered on the walls. That was when she found some of the symbols meticulously carved by the tower’s previous occupant.
It was difficult to choose a room to sleep in, and she found sleep difficult anyway, to begin with. At every noise she would wake, grabbing for the stick under her pillow, thinking they were coming for her.
After some months, the realisation that nobody was ever coming was far more disturbing.