b2mem | B2MeM 2013: Wildcard Day

The Ruling Ring passed out of the knowledge even of the Wise in that age; yet it was not unmade. For Isildur would not surrender it to Elrond and Círdan who stood by. They counselled him to cast it into the fire of Orodruin nigh at hand, in which it had been forged, so that it should perish, and the power of Sauron be for ever diminished, and he should remain only as a shadow of malice in the wilderness.

Chances are you've had a moment like this: gone the distance, gotten to the very edge ... and failed to finish what you started.

Throughout the month, we will offer weekly wildcard days, days when there are no new prompts but instead a simple, Tolkien-related task, for those who wish to participate. We hope wildcard days will give you a chance to refresh your muses, read, catch up on your WiPs, and breathe! :)

Our third wildcard day task: Finish something.

While completing that dusty WiP or finally commenting on that story you've read five times and absolutely love hardly have the gravity of finishing off the One Ring inside Mount Doom, we all know we have our minor Isildur moments ("Umm ... weregild. Yes, right, weregild!") when we have something we know we should and, maybe, deep down inside want to do--and yet don't.

Participants today should finish something related to their fannish participation. This can be as ambitious as finally completing that long-enduring WiP or as simple as leaving a comment on a story you've always meant to express your admiration for, finishing that final copyedit, getting a piece posted to your journal or archive, or reading that story on your wish list that you never seem to have time for. As always, you decide what counts for this challenge, and we encourage you to be creative. If you want to share what you've done for today's challenge, feel free to leave a comment on this post.

So chase off those spoon-thieving relatives, find a cozy place to settle in, and use today to finish something!

'Well, I've made up my mind, anyway. I want to see mountains again, Gandalf, mountains, and then find somewhere where I can rest. In peace and quiet, without a lot of relatives prying around, and a string of confounded visitors hanging on the bell. I might find somewhere where I can finish my book.