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75 Years Ago Yesterday

September 22, 2012


Original Cover for “The Hobbit”

The Hobbit

Yesterday (Sept. 21, 2012) marked the 75th anniversary of the publication of one of my favorite stories: J.R.R. Tolkien’s immortal adventure tale about the furry, stay-at-home, almost-human creature called Bilbo Baggins, a small, likable hobbit who was very fond of his calm, unadventurous hearth and home.

Bilbo wanted nothing more than to enjoy the quiet solitude of his cozy home in the Shire, but in order to do what’s right, this unlikely hero ventures on a quest wth 13 dwarves and a wizard named Gandalf, to retrieve treasure stolen by a dragon.

In writing The Hobbit, Tolkein changed the face of fantasy fiction forever.

John Ronald Reuel (J.R.R) Tolkien, a British professor, wrote the story for his four children and published it in 1937 with a 1,500-copy first printing. He had no way of knowing what wonderful havoc he’d wreak with this story of a reluctant hobbit’s quest.

Tolkein’s Middle-Earth is quite likely the most extensive, detailed and exhaustive fictional creation ever made. Middle-Earth was a place where there was a role for an individual hero like Bilbo Baggins.

Tolkien had already written poems and tales set in a nascent Middle-Earth. Some were penned while he was hunkered down in the trenches during World War I. That miserable war would cause him to turn to a pastoral, other-wordly place to work out his fears, hopes and dreams; a place where adventures and wars have happier results.

An easy-going and recognizable character, Bilbo was a flustered, nervous fussbudget who nonetheless craved adventure and had a hunch he might actually harbor a gallant heart.

Unlike the millions who perished in World War I for no good reason, Tolkien had Bilbo set out to risk everything to do the right thing.

Tolkein (1892-1973), a reclusive British scholar and lexicographer was, in a way, the original geek. He specialized in the rather mundane field of philology (the history of languages). He didn’t even read contemporary fiction.

He had founded literary clubs with archaic names: the Tea Club and Barrovian Society, the Kolbitars Society and the Inklings.

Tolkien hung out with fellow egghead, Middle Ages-minded pals (like C.S. Lewis, a fellow Inklings member) in pubs, where they drank ale, smoked pipes and made up stories by firelight. How very hobbit-like!

Tolkien didn’t worry whether his novels were seen as high art or bedtime stories; in fact, he was doubtful his creations would have any appeal beyond his own children and his Oxford colleagues. All he wanted, Tolkien once said, was to “open the door on Other Time” and “stand … outside time itself.”

He succeeded. The Hobbit has since been translated into more than 50 languages, sold 100 million copies worldwide and inspired hundreds of fantasy writers. And it all began 75 years ago with the opening line: “In a hole in the ground there lived a Hobbit.”

No one could have predicted how well his heroic, romantic, high fantasy would catch on.

But we are all reaping the benefits.

My own stories should be so lucky.

The Trailer for the Upcoming New Movie: “The Hobbit”

 

Why Should Anyone Read This?

September 13, 2012


“The Writer’s Pen”

I usually try to resist tooting my own horn (and I usually fail miserably, but I do try).

As an indie writer it’s important to get the word out about your work, because there’s no large publishing conglomerate pushing information about your latest-and-greatest literary effort to the public.

No sexy ad campaign. No colorful billboards. No radio interviews or speaking engagements.

You have to get the word out all by yourself.

But, when you do that, where do you draw the line between marketing effort and general annoyance?

A Fine Line
I don’t want to slam “buy my books” all over the place (although there are less-than-subtle links to places to buy them all along the margin of the blog, and frequently here in the text). I hope to actually have folks read what I write here because it’s occasionally interesting.

So I will only mention once that my debut novel “Reichold Street” was chosen as the Gold Medal Winner (young adult genre) in the 2012 Readers Favorite Awards, and let it go at that. Although you really should take a look at it. You might like it. Here’s the book trailer.

‘Nuff said.

Here’s the “Reichold Street” trailer:

 

Serendipity

August 25, 2012


“Grand Haven Lighthouse”  Photo © R.L. Herron

I photograph this area often. My catalog of pictures of the lighthouse and pier in Grand Haven numbers in the hundreds … and that’s just the good ones I kept.

When I came across this one (I think I may have used it in my blog before) I was struck, not by the nice positioning of the sunset, but by the silhouette of the couple on the beach.

I was, after all, trying to get the sunset shot. My camera was set up on a weighted tripod on the beach, and I was very careful to compose the long line of the pier while I waited for the sun to go down in that precise spot.

It was difficult to do with the lens stopped down for the greatest depth of field. Everything in the viewfinder was dark … except for that bright spot of the sun.

I was busy watching the sunset, waiting for the right moment to depress the cable release I was using to minimize camera-shake, and I didn’t see the couple walking in the dark shadow of the beach.

But the serendipity of that moment was beautiful. That couple, in that exact location, at the very moment I tripped the shutter, was what made the picture for me.

I find writing a lot like that, too. I try to remember all the things I mention on my writing web site: let the characters explain the scene; make them believable, even in unbelievable situations and let the story create something entertaining.

I don’t write the way the teachers tried to pound into my head through high school, college and graduate school. There’s no outline. At most, I have a few lines of notes; a phrase that keeps bubbling up in my mind; a “what-if” thought; the memory of a delightful conversational moment I happened to overhear.

I start writing and let the story tell me what it what it wants to say. My characters drive the tale, and the serendipity of that; the faculty or phenomenon of finding valuable or agreeable things not sought for … is always a delight.