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|This and That by Lindelea||229 Review(s)|
|Hai Took||Reviewed Chapter: 43 on 3/3/2021|
|Good ol' Sam! Always helping out those who need it without thought of himself. Glad the passenger saw who the best Hobbit for the job was. Wonderfully written, as usual!|
Author Reply: Thank you! So good to hear from you. I hope you are keeping well.
|Larner||Reviewed Chapter: 43 on 2/22/2021|
|A wonderful tale to come out of the hospital to read. I'll give you the details when I can. Lovely details!|
Author Reply: O my gosh!!! I was so flabbergasted by your call. I'm so glad you're on the mend!
Hugs. Get well soon.
|Mirkwoodmaiden||Reviewed Chapter: 43 on 2/11/2021|
I somehow missed this! What a lovely story. And so like Sam always humble and wanting to be fair. Never letting on who he was and respecting the older hobbit's opinion. Nice to see that the old hobbit appreciated Frodo as Mayor so few in the Shire seemed to truly appreciate Frodo. A lovely little story!
Hope you are feeling better!
Author Reply: Hugs back at you! Yes, feeling better. It's amazing what avoiding butter can accomplish.
I have cut back my work schedule for tomorrow (Sunday) in hopes of reading more of your lovely writing. (Here's hoping nothing urgent comes in, though it appears my inbox may get slammed on Monday, so I need to read while the reading's good, to mangle a cliche.)
Thank you so much for the encouraging words! I have several stories itching away in the back of my mind, in addition to the WIPs that are sitting sadly and wistfully gazing at me whenever I sign in to SoA. I keep hoping that the Muse will cooperate one of these days...
Blessings to you and yours. Keep safe, with all this crazy weather and while we wait for vaccinations to become more generally available. And once more, ((hugs))
|shirebound||Reviewed Chapter: 43 on 2/5/2021|
| But no boasting on his part. Just simple, practical action. He might’ve driven right by a problem when he saw it, as so many others had, as the old hobbit had sat despondently in the dust by the side of the road just a few hours earlier – but he hadn’t.|
Wonderful. Thank you for this lovely and timely story, my friend. Which of us can ever really know the *best* choice? But we can make the better choice as we see it.
Author Reply: Thank you, dear friend. This one percolated for some weeks, I'll admit. What's that old saying about "best" being the enemy of "better"? Something like that. In this case, of course, I think the old hobbit voted for the best candidate, though Sam's good sense would never allow him to claim that particular title. :)
Hugs to you and yours. Stay safe.
|Larner||Reviewed Chapter: 42 on 1/20/2021|
|My beloved husband more than once dreamed of owning a bar, to which I kept appearing to agree whilst in reality going, "NO! NO, NO, NOOOOOO!!!" in the quiet of my mind, and finding--diversions so that the idea never came to fruition. And it was precisely THIS kind of conversation I was trying so hard to avoid! |
Oh, but the Beris of this world do dither when they're drunk, don't they? Heh! Love this, and had to reread the last one while I was at it.
Author Reply: LOL! I can't imagine wanting to own a bar. A pub, on the other hand... Complete with elderly Labrador making its way from table to table, politely offering to dispose of remnants on the plates. Now that, I might be able to contemplate.
|Mirkwoodmaiden||Reviewed Chapter: 42 on 1/1/2021|
Absolutely lovely to see a posting from you!! :-)) Delightful little vignette. I seem to remember a fair few parties as such! LOL! Misspent adulthood in England. LOL! Ahhh! the circular conversations of the slightly (or not so slightly) inebriated. I can just see Pippin holding forth with the fun stories of their "abroad" shall we say. As it is with all warriors. They talk of the good times and try to bury the bad times. Lovely!
Thank you for this!
Stay Safe, Mellon nin!
Author Reply: Ah, yes, those were the days. And we can hope for good times to come, and a time when all the troubles of today are firmly in the rearview mirror, so to speak.
Happy New Year to you and yours! Stay safe, and (((hugs)))
|shirebound||Reviewed Chapter: 42 on 1/1/2021|
|This is a delightful end/beginning of the year. Good friends, good food, and good feelings about what is to come. Happy New Year, Lindelea, and may we all find within it the light-heartedness of hobbits and joy in simple pleasures.|
Author Reply: Thank you, my friend, and a very Happy New Year to you and yours in return!
|Larner||Reviewed Chapter: 41 on 5/5/2020|
|A passage I didn't remember. Funny, how each time I read the Master's work I find a bit my mind usually tends to skip over that now strikes home.|
Makes one wonder if something else DID happen that night that wasn't recorded by Frodo.
Oh, I can well imagine Pippin reacting in this way, and Rosie sensing the disquiet and using a distraction she has found worked before with Frodo and Sam.
Thank you for this time to reflect on what it must have been like at the time.
My muse hasn't fled, but seems disheartened by the utter foolishness we are having to deal with.
Glad you're doing well now. Have a new cell phone, but same number. The ring surprises me each time I hear it, I must say. At least it won't most likely go out of date in the foreseeable future, at least.
Author Reply: Your "wonder if something else DID happen" suddenly brought to mind Sherlock Holmes's story about (was it? I think I'm remembering right) something a dog did not do in the night, which was the key to the mystery. Followed by the phrase "things that go bump in the night" - which might work itself into another bunny. Maybe. I have taken on too much IRL work, and I'm feeling the strain, and no help for it but to put my head down and slog along until I finish this particular quest.
Hah, I've had my ringtone for a couple years now, and it *still* makes me jump when it goes off. But nobody else seems to have picked the song I use (one of the not-so-wee hobbits created a ringtone for me from a popular song), so at least I know it's *my* phone ringing.
Did you hear "Sam" and "Frodo" are coming to Comic Con this year?
Rosie is a wonder, and the brief glimpse of her that JRRT provides shows she has a head on her shoulders, I think. It's not much of a stretch to imagine her working out effective ways to deal with PTSD, even if it's a modern term. I wonder what hobbits would call it? (I think in JRRT's day it was known as "shell shock", wasn't it?)
I find the same thing. Things that I glossed over in the past do tend to strike home nowadays. To think as a young teen, I found the Birthday chapter tedious and boring! (Now I love to immerse myself in such wholesome details...) Because Bill's story requires a lot of reading between the lines, I am combing each sentence carefully indeed for all the meaning I might possibly draw forth. That's how the particular line that undergirds this short story jumped out at me.
Bill's journey to Bree is problematic in that JRRT told us he was thin as a fence rail and shaggy, and yet there's no hint as to exactly *when* he reappeared in Bree, so no indication of his journeying, except that it had to be in the wintertime because of the "shaggy" part (he would have shed his winter covering in warmer weather). Sigh. Hopefully what I have come up with will be plausible.
Thanks for stopping to leave your thoughts.
Author Reply: p.s. ((hugs)) The panda-pup just nudged my elbow to tender her greetings.
|Larner||Reviewed Chapter: 21 on 5/5/2020|
|Ah, yes--quite the end for that suggestive dress! Love the action!|
Author Reply: Hah! I didn't even have to look to see what chapter you were reviewing! This one was fun to write (even though it sort of accidentally slipped into the chapters of a much longer story, and got extracted to form this one...)
((hugs)) Hope this finds you and yours well.
|Mirkwoodmaiden||Reviewed Chapter: 41 on 5/3/2020|
That was so wonderfully detailed. And poor Pippin. It has all been a bit too much for him. Bless him.
Author Reply: Thank you! Poor Pippin, and Merry too. I remember going back to my grandparents' house after my grampa died. It felt like if I just closed my eyes, he'd still be there.
((hugs)) You, too!