Old story; new person
Sep. 7th, 2006 11:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alpharaposaA while back, I tried rereading the Lord of the Rings, and found it just not working. It was after the movies came out, while I was still pretty mad about how some of it turned out. It's not much surprise that the magic just didn't happen.
But on this trip to Indiana and back, I cracked open book 1 again, and sat down to read. And it's as good as ever. However, I've done more since then, so every once in a while I'll read a passage and be struck by something that I'd passed over before.
One such is a few short paragraphs describing the swamp between Bree and Weathertop (Midgewater Marsh). In particular:
The flies began to torment them, and the air was full of clouds of tiny midges that crept up their sleeves and breeches and into their hair.
"I am being eaten alive!" cried Pippen. "Midgewater! There are more midges than water!"
Been there.
But on this trip to Indiana and back, I cracked open book 1 again, and sat down to read. And it's as good as ever. However, I've done more since then, so every once in a while I'll read a passage and be struck by something that I'd passed over before.
One such is a few short paragraphs describing the swamp between Bree and Weathertop (Midgewater Marsh). In particular:
The flies began to torment them, and the air was full of clouds of tiny midges that crept up their sleeves and breeches and into their hair.
"I am being eaten alive!" cried Pippen. "Midgewater! There are more midges than water!"
Been there.
