Thread: Thoroughly disaffected
I could tell you what I did to lift my spirits & enable me to return whistling happily to LoTR, but I'd probably get banned for life.
You can go back to the Tolkien when the urge returns as I'm sure it will. It may not be tomorrow, or next week, or month, or year, but there will come a time when you will suddenly open one of the books and start again down those dangerous paths that lead from Bag End's door, just by merely opening the book.
Is it cheating if I just skip the wordy parts and read the dialog and backtrack if I get lost???
haha...not at all (I hope!)...I do it all the time...
You're very patient, swampfaye...how long have your kids been reading it? And which part are they at now?
Plastic, when I get bored of Tolkien, I always watch SW. Or football. Or play pc games. Or read other books. Get plastered. If all else fails, then I jump on hubby.
And I struggled through "Earendil Was a Mariner" only once. And that was because I thought it was about my favorite baseball team--see we don't need no stinkin A-Rod, Griffey, or Randy Johnson.
And I like that idea Grondy, "Stepping up to the plate, it's Earendil (dil-dil-dil-dil) and he's going for a, no wait whats happening? Morgoth's pitching, and Earendil has caught the ball, no it's a Silmaril! He has caught the Silmaril and is flying out of the stadium in a boat! Well, I haven't seen a thing like that since the days of Joltin' Joe!"
Have gone back to secret agents and Private dicks and generally a bit Film Noir and am very happy back there thanks!
Tommy: Yep, hubby works for that, too.
Ring any bells? Bring back any bad memories? ****ing awful song! No 1 hit! From a metal band! Unforgivable.
And my brother had all the records of the Beatles on LP. But one day he lend them to my other brother, and he forgot to ask them back. Few years later, my brother gave them all away! They are fucking priceless nowadays! They were all in their folders, with not even a scratch on the record, cos they were still in the plastic, never used.
Oh well. Got my copy back, that's what I was longing for. I'll spend the rest of my saturday evening in bed with *finally* a good book to read! Ahhh...
Beatles Records are worth loads. This is not true, every bugger bought these records and so there is an almost limitless supply of them. They rarely fetch more than £15 at most collectors fairs. Unless, and this is important, they are Mono editions, have white labels, or gold labels, in which, exceedingly rare, cases they are indeed f***ing priceless, as Tommy so eloquently put it. Well, only about £500 a pop, and that's just for the gold label Please Please me, which you will never see. (though I famously saw one for a fiver once when I was skint ) The rest are up to about £250 if you're lucky. Sorry to go off topic, but I get really annoyed with people coming into the shop and trying to sell us crap for more than it's worth.
I'm happy to announce the my case of Tolkien apathy has cleared up...I was sitting in line for 4 hours this past Saturday waiting to get in for an audition (this 4 hour line being the first of three I ended up waiting in) so in order to keep myself from freaking out, I started reading...it worked quite nicely.
Plastic: you're telling me that the records (LP's I mean) of the Beatles, are not worth a penny?! They were never used, still in the plastic, not a scratch on 'em! And the full collection together! Every single album and single!!! That must be worth sth right?
I'm still happy I can finally read Tolkien again. Don't think I could survive without it... Gosh, I really am a geek!
Oh, and if you've got "My Bonny" by Del Shannon with the Beatles as his back up group from '61 it's worth more than you could possibly imagine!!
And I don't know about that Beatles collection. My bruv told me he had every single and album, and he never played them, they were still in the plastic cover and all. But they're gone now, anyway...
"It's better to loose what you love than to love what you can never have."
But I think both can hurt very bad. Still, love remains a beautiful thing.
And this bitter, twisted side of me comes out fairly often Gnamps.
But Plastic, love doesn't stink. It's the betrayal of one's confidence that stinks.
No, really. Still not cured yet?
But you can't stay depressed can you?
Cheer up mate! *offers Plastic a free pint in order to cheer him up a little*
Mind you, I can still take LotR, but only a chapter at a day. I've totally gone off Silm, but when I'm feeling less grumpy, I grab the Hobbit, munch on a grape jam sandwich and sing along with Bilbo.
Hope this doesn't last for long.
[Edited on 22/5/2002 by DangerMouse]
I have a cunning plan though, I got me a new copy of Bored of the Rings instead so I can read that and perhaps have my enthusiasm put back.
I'll stick to trying to trick myself by pretending to read Herbet or Eco, and grabbing Tolkien instead. I'm pretty gullible.