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"Latest Edition", by Himring
B2MeM Prompt: March 20: Create a fanwork that is completely or partly set in the afterlife, or that explores beliefs about the afterlife among a culture or group on Arda.
Format: ficlet
Genre: humor
Rating: General
Warnings: none
Characters: Pengolodh, Celebrian, Finrod (glimpse of); Christopher Tolkien, JRR Tolkien
Pairings: n/a
Creator’s Notes: With apologies to JRRT and Christopher but, at least in intention, affectionate and respectful towards both of them. (Pengolodh is the in-universe author of the Quenta Silmarillion.)
Summary: There may be an afterlife, but there is no final version of the Silmarillion.
‘This,’ proclaimed Pengolodh dramatically to Celebrian, ‘is terrible. You really mean it? They are still using the sixteenth edition of my works in Rivendell? It’s worthless! I am meanwhile up to the twenty-third! I have revised so many historical inaccuracies, never mind the embarrassing spelling errors!’
‘I am afraid that manuscript deliveries from Valinor have stalled somewhat, since the Drowning of Numenor,’ Celebrian responded, drily. (How absurd, to be bristling like this at any hint of implied criticism of Rivendell! But probably, she thought, actually a symptom of recovery?)
Finrod, in the background, made soothing noises.
Christopher’s forehead wrinkled painfully.
‘My father’s latest intentions…’ he wrote hesitantly.
‘Bless him,’ said his father fondly, up above, and guiltily glanced at a stack of further revised chapters and chapter sections and discarded fragments of treatises on his desk. A crossed-out and scribbled-over page gently wafted off the top of the stack onto the floor of his study in heaven.
Creator's Endnote: I am doing a series of posts looking back on past B2MeMs on my DW/LJ journal. Today's post features my story "Translations from the Elvish", written in 2016, and re-reading the discussion in the comments on the original post gave me this idea. By now, of course, Christopher has joined his father in his study in heaven and perhaps, after all, they are producing a final edition of the Silmarillion up there, together...
Format: ficlet
Genre: humor
Rating: General
Warnings: none
Characters: Pengolodh, Celebrian, Finrod (glimpse of); Christopher Tolkien, JRR Tolkien
Pairings: n/a
Creator’s Notes: With apologies to JRRT and Christopher but, at least in intention, affectionate and respectful towards both of them. (Pengolodh is the in-universe author of the Quenta Silmarillion.)
Summary: There may be an afterlife, but there is no final version of the Silmarillion.
‘This,’ proclaimed Pengolodh dramatically to Celebrian, ‘is terrible. You really mean it? They are still using the sixteenth edition of my works in Rivendell? It’s worthless! I am meanwhile up to the twenty-third! I have revised so many historical inaccuracies, never mind the embarrassing spelling errors!’
‘I am afraid that manuscript deliveries from Valinor have stalled somewhat, since the Drowning of Numenor,’ Celebrian responded, drily. (How absurd, to be bristling like this at any hint of implied criticism of Rivendell! But probably, she thought, actually a symptom of recovery?)
Finrod, in the background, made soothing noises.
Christopher’s forehead wrinkled painfully.
‘My father’s latest intentions…’ he wrote hesitantly.
‘Bless him,’ said his father fondly, up above, and guiltily glanced at a stack of further revised chapters and chapter sections and discarded fragments of treatises on his desk. A crossed-out and scribbled-over page gently wafted off the top of the stack onto the floor of his study in heaven.
Creator's Endnote: I am doing a series of posts looking back on past B2MeMs on my DW/LJ journal. Today's post features my story "Translations from the Elvish", written in 2016, and re-reading the discussion in the comments on the original post gave me this idea. By now, of course, Christopher has joined his father in his study in heaven and perhaps, after all, they are producing a final edition of the Silmarillion up there, together...