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In other words, I am doing Saturday and Sunday's drabble in the same post.
The first one is a cutesy, happy drabble befitting the crazy word. For the second one, I 180ed to my normal, depressive style. I must warn you for depression, angst, and a possibly upsetting (but canon) topic. Read at your own risk :)
hirsute \HUR-soot; HIR-soot; hur-SOOT; hir-SOOT\, adjective:
Covered with hair or bristles; shaggy; hairy.
Examples
"The Bear... makes the rounds of the clubs 'disguised' in trench coat and broad-brimmed hat, hoping (successfully, it seems) to be mistaken for a rather hirsute human."
-Richard M. Sudhalter, "'The Bear Comes Home': Composing the Words That Might Capture Jazz," New York Times, August 29, 1999
"'First of all, your nose is nearly covered with your bloody moustache and your beard,' Mr Gogarty replied. Mr Allen apologised for his 'hirsute' appearance."
-Paul Cullen, "No ambush sprung on returning Gogarty," Irish Times, March 23, 1999
"He was incredibly hirsute: there was even a thick pelt of hair on the back of his hands."
-Tama Janowitz, By the Shores of Gitchee Gumee
Etymology
Hirsute comes from Latin hirsutus, "covered with hair, rough, shaggy, prickly."
The Monster
With a shriek, Macalaurë hid behind his father’s leg. The monster—a brown, hirsute creature with wide, bulging eyes and enormous, heavy feet—snorted, and Macalaurë shrieked again and quivered, imagining the smoke that must have poured from the beast’s nostrils, and pressed his tear-damp face into Fëanor’s breeches so that he didn’t have to see.
Fëanor laughed and gently coaxed Macalaurë around to again face the pony, who lowered a whiskered muzzle to whuffle at the trembling boy.
“Happy begetting day, my son,” said Fëanor, wiping away Macalaurë’s tears. “Fear not! Someday, you shall be the best of friends.”
~oOo~
tenebrous \TEN-uh-bruhs\, adjective:
Dark; gloomy.
Example
"He found the Earl, who is eight feet tall and has the family trait of a Cyclops eye, standing stock still, dressed from head to foot in deepest black, in one of the most tenebrous groves in all his haunted domains."
-Peter Simple, "At Mountwarlock," Daily Telegraph, March 20, 1998
"We are so used to the tenebrous atmosphere that can be created in indoor theatres that it's a shock to realise that this murkiest of tragedies first saw the literal light of day at the Globe theatre."
-Paul Taylor, "Cool, calm, disconnected," Independent, June 7, 2001
"And lurking behind our every move is the knowledge of our own mortality. It gives life its edgy disquiet, its tenebrous underside."
-Douglas Kennedy, "Sudden death," Independent, July 3, 1999
Etymology
Tenebrous derives from Latin tenebrosus, from tenebrae, "darkness."
Discovering Fate
Starved and exhausted, Maedhros was grateful to be outside, even if the sky was filthy with bulging clouds and a cold rain stung his naked skin.
The orcs who had tormented him minded him not. They were hammering something into the rock. But Maedhros’ pain-weary heart was happy for the first time in years, to be under the sky.
Laughing, the biggest orc came to clamp something cold on Maedhros’ frail wrist, and another led him to the edge.
Two tears trickled down his dirty face, from beneath closed eyes, as his feeble joy died.
Suddenly, he knew his fate.
~oOo~
Edit: This has nothing to do with drabbling, but....
I am officially in the last section of AMC!!!
I figure it will be a long section, as there is a lot going on. A lot to resolve and (for once) a lot of actual action, versus all that internal, mental stuff. But then...it's finished!!!
And you all, wherever on this ball of dirt you are, will hear me carrying on all the way from here :)
The first one is a cutesy, happy drabble befitting the crazy word. For the second one, I 180ed to my normal, depressive style. I must warn you for depression, angst, and a possibly upsetting (but canon) topic. Read at your own risk :)
hirsute \HUR-soot; HIR-soot; hur-SOOT; hir-SOOT\, adjective:
Covered with hair or bristles; shaggy; hairy.
Examples
"The Bear... makes the rounds of the clubs 'disguised' in trench coat and broad-brimmed hat, hoping (successfully, it seems) to be mistaken for a rather hirsute human."
-Richard M. Sudhalter, "'The Bear Comes Home': Composing the Words That Might Capture Jazz," New York Times, August 29, 1999
"'First of all, your nose is nearly covered with your bloody moustache and your beard,' Mr Gogarty replied. Mr Allen apologised for his 'hirsute' appearance."
-Paul Cullen, "No ambush sprung on returning Gogarty," Irish Times, March 23, 1999
"He was incredibly hirsute: there was even a thick pelt of hair on the back of his hands."
-Tama Janowitz, By the Shores of Gitchee Gumee
Etymology
Hirsute comes from Latin hirsutus, "covered with hair, rough, shaggy, prickly."
The Monster
With a shriek, Macalaurë hid behind his father’s leg. The monster—a brown, hirsute creature with wide, bulging eyes and enormous, heavy feet—snorted, and Macalaurë shrieked again and quivered, imagining the smoke that must have poured from the beast’s nostrils, and pressed his tear-damp face into Fëanor’s breeches so that he didn’t have to see.
Fëanor laughed and gently coaxed Macalaurë around to again face the pony, who lowered a whiskered muzzle to whuffle at the trembling boy.
“Happy begetting day, my son,” said Fëanor, wiping away Macalaurë’s tears. “Fear not! Someday, you shall be the best of friends.”
~oOo~
tenebrous \TEN-uh-bruhs\, adjective:
Dark; gloomy.
Example
"He found the Earl, who is eight feet tall and has the family trait of a Cyclops eye, standing stock still, dressed from head to foot in deepest black, in one of the most tenebrous groves in all his haunted domains."
-Peter Simple, "At Mountwarlock," Daily Telegraph, March 20, 1998
"We are so used to the tenebrous atmosphere that can be created in indoor theatres that it's a shock to realise that this murkiest of tragedies first saw the literal light of day at the Globe theatre."
-Paul Taylor, "Cool, calm, disconnected," Independent, June 7, 2001
"And lurking behind our every move is the knowledge of our own mortality. It gives life its edgy disquiet, its tenebrous underside."
-Douglas Kennedy, "Sudden death," Independent, July 3, 1999
Etymology
Tenebrous derives from Latin tenebrosus, from tenebrae, "darkness."
Discovering Fate
Starved and exhausted, Maedhros was grateful to be outside, even if the sky was filthy with bulging clouds and a cold rain stung his naked skin.
The orcs who had tormented him minded him not. They were hammering something into the rock. But Maedhros’ pain-weary heart was happy for the first time in years, to be under the sky.
Laughing, the biggest orc came to clamp something cold on Maedhros’ frail wrist, and another led him to the edge.
Two tears trickled down his dirty face, from beneath closed eyes, as his feeble joy died.
Suddenly, he knew his fate.
~oOo~
Edit: This has nothing to do with drabbling, but....
I am officially in the last section of AMC!!!
I figure it will be a long section, as there is a lot going on. A lot to resolve and (for once) a lot of actual action, versus all that internal, mental stuff. But then...it's finished!!!
And you all, wherever on this ball of dirt you are, will hear me carrying on all the way from here :)
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Date: 2005-09-11 10:22 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-11 11:46 pm (UTC)I read your story at aff.net today, but I couldn't figure out how to comment. I am not the most computer-savvy person :) Three words: oh my goodness. It was beautiful! The love between the two of them; the passion...wow. I love the bit about Maedhros' hair, wrapped in Fingon's hands...Eru, I didn't think I could love those two anymore, but you paint them so beautifully. Thank you for sending me the link to that story :)
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Date: 2005-09-11 11:03 pm (UTC)I envy you and your pizza!
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Date: 2005-09-11 11:50 pm (UTC)The Mae on Thangorodrim scene was the only one I remember coherently from my first reading of the Sil. Hence that it haunts me now, as an author, although I have yet to tackle it in a full-length story. You all will hate me then. You think I am bad with AMC? I will be pissing and moaning like you would not believe, when I get to that part of the story....
Then you will wish the pony not to slobber on me but to give me a strong kick in the rear, preferably to another planet without Internet access! ;)
I envy you and your pizza!
Mmmm...yes, it was quite good. I have leftovers, but I don't think that sticking them on the screen in the "Message" box will send them to you. More likely, it will leave greasy marks and earn me odder-than-usual looks from my hubby :)
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Date: 2005-09-11 11:58 pm (UTC)Hence that it haunts me now, as an author, although I have yet to tackle it in a full-length story.
No time like the present! ;) I won't hate you, you'll hate me for pestering you about it though!
I don't think that sticking them on the screen in the "Message" box will send them to you.
Dang. Oh well, I'll just have to hold out hope that something decent will be served at dinner. I'm surprised you have leftovers. With the mass exodus of muses from my general area, I assumed they booked it to your house for real food!
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Date: 2005-09-12 12:10 am (UTC)I'm not sure if I want to do the sections chronologically or jump around a bit. So I might do that next, but more likely, I'll do the section that follows AMC, just so things stay consistent.
Bug away :) With AMC almost done, I am going to be doing Challenge-writing until the start of NaNoWriMo.
With the mass exodus of muses from my general area, I assumed they booked it to your house for real food!
Hehe, I wish. Feany and Nerdanel won't even perform for Arandil's birthday present. What's up with that? ;)
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Date: 2005-09-12 12:47 am (UTC)I'm very good at thinking up/writing disjointed scenes without ever connecting them! But I don't really care how you do it, so long as it's done! ;D
*bugs*
Hehe, I wish. Feany and Nerdanel won't even perform for Arandil's birthday present. What's up with that? ;)
*Gasp!* Bad Feany! Bad Nerds! Go get it on in the forge for Arandil's present!
I suppose it's true that a few of the muses trickled back here, but I'm pretty sure that had to do with the German chocolate cake rather than them wanting to talk to me. *pout*
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Date: 2005-09-12 05:19 pm (UTC)Oh, go for it! It's not the world's easiest topic, but it kind of grabs you once you get going. And it's Good For You. All you need is the right hook. Mine came from a book on surgical procedures explained for laypeople who might possibly be about to undergo the operations mentioned.
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Date: 2005-09-12 06:01 pm (UTC)Eek! I guess that explains how your descriptions came to be so accurate then. I remember really liking that about your story, that you didn't shy away from the difficulty that is removing a person's hand. I have read so many stories where it is just a clean cut with a sword...one person even had Fingon slice it off with an arrowhead! In a single cut! Must have been a helluva big arrowhead.
Of course, I understand also that is *is* a difficult topic, and that to go into such realistic detail pretty much guarantees an R-rating, which can influence readership. So I don't usually mention to people who indulge themselves with the "single slice" theory that it isn't wholly accurate. I appreciate the touchy nature of the subject.
Mine, of course, as you can probably imagine, will be quite realistic and quite descriptive. Which, in part, is why I balk at writing it: because I am too attached to my characters to do them harm :) I know it's coming, but it's something I'm going to have to work up to.
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Date: 2005-09-12 07:44 pm (UTC)I also read thoroughly two accounts of real-life emergency amputations. One was a lady caught in the Oklahoma City bombing whose leg was trapped under a ton of concrete and the doctors had to amputate in order to get her out, and the other was that hiker who got his arm crushed under a boulder and amputated it to get free. Interesting reading, but the details do indeed give that kind of thing an automatic R-rating.
Which, in part, is why I balk at writing it: because I am too attached to my characters to do them harm :)
But consider that the harm has already been done to them. You're just. . . reiterating it. Yes, that's it. No mention of salt and open wounds whatsoever here.
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Date: 2005-09-12 11:56 am (UTC)The Oath
In the deep and tenebrous pit Finrod waited for the wolf to return, for the two glowing eyes to appear in the gloom. None of his companions, the faithful who had followed him from Nargothrond, now remained, only Beren, son of Barahir, whom he had sworn to protect.
In the end there was no decision to make, and for the first time Finrod truly understood his uncle and his cousins. As their oath could not be broken, no more could his, despite its very different character. The eyes loomed out of the darkness, and Finrod broke free from his bonds.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 12:55 pm (UTC)Two very nice drabbles, and the second one is wonderfully angsty, but what happened to tenebrous?
The Drabble of the Day, for me, has very loose rules. I didn't use the word in the drabble because the theme was inspired by it, as was the setting.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 02:24 pm (UTC)I see. For some reason I got the impression that the word was going to be in the drabble. Perhaps because that was what you did until this one.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 02:31 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 02:39 pm (UTC)I won't forget the meaning, but I already managed to forget the word itself. It reminded me of the Flanders and Swan song called 'Je suis les tenebreux', so I shall probably try to spell it like that instead, and then get upset with my spellchecker.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 03:19 pm (UTC)And the second one is one of the world's great "oh, shit" moments.
One day, I'm going to round up one of my Tolkien-loving friends and some vodka, and we will play the ROTK Oh Shit drinking game. Any time a character in that movie experiences an "oh shit" moment, you yell "Oh, shit!" and take a shot. There turn out to be lots of those moments in ROTK in particular.
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Date: 2005-09-12 04:30 pm (UTC)you can just see Fëanor kind of enjoying the scene and Nerdanel hollering at Fëanor for scaring the poor kid witless when he's supposed to be enjoying himself.
Hehe, how true. Yes, I see him as enjoying himself too. He probably thinks the whole thing is really funny.
Meet the Feanorians, Arda's first dysfunctional family!
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 05:16 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 05:55 pm (UTC)Manwe: Wait, this looks familiar....
Varda: A bit like Melkor's work....
Irmo: Oh, yeah, him, that guy my bro had in his jail....
Yavanna: Whom we voted to let out....
Nienna: After I pled on his behalf....
Aule: And we then let run free in Valinor....
Namo: Who just killed King Finwe, by the way....
Valar: (in unison) Oh, shit!
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 07:45 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 07:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-17 11:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-18 02:37 pm (UTC)Of course I think they brought much of it on themselves....
(Not a big fan of the Valar ;D)