Tuesday, July 3, 2012

[ElfstoneLARP] Mystical Realms Newsletter for July, 2012

 

Greetings!

And welcome to my newsletter for July, 2012! Please feel free to forward this to anyone you think would be interested in keeping up with me! To receive these newsletters regularly, please drop me an email or subscribe online from my website (http://www.JefMurray.com ) or at: http://groups.google.com/group/Mystical_Realms . Notices of events and items of interest are at the bottom of this email.


Pitchers ===============

I have posted three new painting images on my website. These include "Out of Imladris", "The Escape", and "On Woodland Trails". These are located in two different places; the first and last are in the within the Tolkien gallery ("The Third Age - The Hobit" section), and the middle one is in the "Once upon a time" gallery (in the "Paintings inspired by C.S. Lewis" section). However, you can see all three by going to http://www.JefMurray.com and clicking on the "Newest Works" icon (the dragon!) at the top of the page.

As always, these and all of the images in my online galleries and on my Facebook page (see https://www.facebook.com/JefMurrayStudios ) are available as signed and numbered limited-edition Giclee prints. See my webpage for details.

And, do let me know how these new works strike you!

Ponderings ==============

"So, what will it do?"

The young woman studied the contents of the glass bottle. Within was a single jade-green pill, perfectly round. The proprietor of the shop just smiled.

"No, honestly," said Jill, looking up at the man behind the counter.
"I need to know what I'm getting myself into."

"It contains nothing that will harm you; be assured of that," the older man said. "The ingredients from which it is compounded, I am intimately acquainted with; but their names would likely mean little to you. And to relate the history of the components and how each was derived would take us many long hours, I fear."

"So, you're simply asking me to trust you?"

"Not at all; I am asking you to do nothing. I am simply offering you an option. It is entirely your decision as to whether you make use of that option or not."

Jill looked up from the bottle. The apothecary was tiny. It was not the antiseptic white of most drug stores, and Jill was unsure whether the owner ever filled standard medical prescriptions; she had never brought one in herself, and had never seen anyone else have one filled in the shop.

Late afternoon light flooded through the single storefront window, fracturing into every hue as it reflected and refracted through hundreds of glass bottles. These were of every size and shape, some ornate, some simple; some were clear, and others were brown, cobalt, and ruby-tinted. Each was filled with a swirling liquid, a cacophony of capsules, or tablets of every texture and tint.

Jill had stumbled upon the shop one foggy morning in autumn of the previous year. She had not been sleeping, and, trudging toward the university and the classes she was scheduled to teach that morning, she was startled by the sign, newly painted, that emerged from the mist. Acting on impulse, she stepped inside.

What greeted her eyes and ears was much more than she had anticipated. Aside from the myriad bottles that lined the walls, there were small pots of herbs growing under lamps, fragrant wooden cabinets lined with scores of brass-fitted drawers, and glass cases laden with bowls, minerals, dried herbs, and even roughly-cut gemstones.

The apothecary air was richly perfumed, but the longer she lingered in the doorway, the harder it became for her to identify the scents that swept around her. Were they sweet? Yes, perhaps. Musky? Certainly. Was that vanilla she detected? Or sandalwood? Or cinnamon? The aromas made her think of all of these, but there was something else it reminded her of entirely that she could not quite place.

She then remembered having had a girlfriend introduce her to single malt Scotch whisky. She had never liked distilled liquor, but Andrea had insisted. On the fated evening, the two of them had sampled dozens of tiny bottles over the course of several hours, never taking more than the tiniest sip from each one. In the end, mildly intoxicated, Jill had conceded; she had had no idea how much she had underestimated the bewildering variety of flavors and aromas that could be found in this seemingly simple spirit.

And so it was with this shop.

The proprietor heard the bell as Jill entered, and he soon appeared from behind a curtain in the back. He was an older man, tall, thin, slightly stooped, and with a closely-cropped gray beard and thick hair. "May I help you?" he asked.

Jill started to explain that she was having trouble sleeping, but the proprietor had been so kind that she soon found herself sitting at a small table, taking tea with the old gentleman.

"You can call me Burn, if you'd like," he had told her.

"If you don't mind my saying so, that's a rather strange name."

"That is my sir name. My Christian name is Ezekiel."

"Ah, well, Mr. Burn, I'm Jill; Jill Shatten."

"I'm very pleased to meet you Miss Shatten," Burn said, pouring her some tea.

Jill had left the shop later that morning with a tiny pinch of pearly-white powder wrapped in tissue paper; Burn had suggested she take some with warm milk just before bedtime. Whatever the powder contained, it had helped, and Jill became a regular visitor to the shop.

Her discovery of the apothecary had happened just as Jill's life took a turn for the worse. She had been dating an instructor in the Philosophy department for over three years, a handsome British man named Ian who taught existentialism and Marxism. But the relationship began to rend. Jill had always been attracted to intelligent men, but those in academic circles seemed never to have abandoned the profligate habits of their students; the result was that none seemed capable of committing to a long-term relationship. Even so, Jill seemed unable to avoid being attracted to them over and over again.

She poured out her troubles to Andrea and to her new friend, Burn. The older man was a patient sounding board, and although he sometimes would suggest remedies that eased her nervous anxiety, it was his calm willingness to simply listen that meant the most to her.

When the relationship with Ian completely crumbled, so did Jill. And although it took her some time, she was eventually able to confess the reason to Burn: Jill had become pregnant a few months after she started dating Ian, and at his insistence, she had aborted the child. She had felt that she was entirely justified in doing so; after all, she was a modern, liberated woman, and she knew that even Ian was not interested in marrying, at least not yet. "There's always time to have children later," she had assured herself.

But with the loss of the child and of her relationship with Ian, Jill's moorings shifted beneath her feet. She became less confident in her ability to judge herself, her friends, or the bigger world around her. Her insomnia continued, and although she had always prided herself on being independent and decisive, she became unsure of even her most basic assumptions about life. And behind all of this, like a faint shadow, was the image in her mind of a newborn child: the one whose life she had taken.

In desperation, Jill sought a therapist and spent months discussing her anxieties and difficulties, only to be told that what she needed, no therapist could provide.

"But what do I need?!" she had asked in exasperation.

"Forgiveness," said the therapist.

"Then where do I go for that?"

"That isn't my field," said the therapist. "I've done all I can for you."

o o o

The apothecary was on her walk home from the therapist's office, so Jill stopped in to see Burn. He offered her tea and listened to her tale. When she was done, he studied her closely for a few moments in silence.

"So, the therapist believes you are in need of forgiveness."

"Yes, that's what she said."

"And did she suggest who might be capable of forgiving you?"

"No. She said that granting forgiveness wasn't something she could do; that what I needed was some authority whom I trusted and who could tell me, unequivocally, that what I did was not wrong, or else how I might atone for it."

Burn stroked his beard and looked past Jill toward the street outside the shop. "Did she suggest what authority could possibly do such a thing?"

Jill looked down at the table. "She asked whether I was religious, and whether I knew of some spiritual authority that I trusted."

"And, do you?"

"No," said Jill. "I don't believe in any of that anymore, Burn. I mean, I was raised a Catholic, but none of what I learned growing up makes any sense to me now.

"I mean, isn't this all there is?!" Jill gestured angrily at the shelves filled with bottles, and at the sunlight outside the shop window. "We're stuck here, all alone on this earth…aren't we, Burn? Well, aren't we?!" Burn did not respond.

"I mean, if all the modern philosophers are right, then there's no one who can tell us what's right or wrong! And that means the therapist is…well...just crazy! I'll never be able to find what I need; I'll never be able to find forgiveness! I'll never know what I should have done, or what I ought to do now…!"

Jill had suddenly burst into tears, and Burn gave her his handkerchief. After her sobs subsided, she dried her eyes and looked up at him with a wan smile. "You don't happen to have a pill that could help me find forgiveness, do you?"

Burn patted her hand. "In fact, I may…."

o o o


[…to be continued in the August 2012 "Mystical Realms" Newsletter]


Prospects ===================

• My first book, "Seer: A Wizard's Journal", has been formally released as the inaugural offering from Oloris Publishing, a new imprint of the Middle-earth Network (www.mymiddleearth.com). Oloris is dedicated to bringing new multimedia works to fantasy, mythology, and sci-fi fans worldwide, and I am honored to have had "Seer" chosen as their first publication. You can learn more than you'd likely ever want to know about Oloris, and about "Seer", by clicking on of the following link: http://olorispublishing.mymiddleearth.com/

• A frame-able full-sized poster/print of my painting Home Again is now available in the Middle-earth Network Store ( http://store.mymiddleearth.com ). This is among the first offerings of the store, and the works of many talented artists, writers, musicians, actors, etc. will be featured there over time. Do take a look!

• The Return of the Ring 2012 (see http://www.returnofthering.org/) will be a huge Tolkien-themed conference and gathering at Loughborough University on 16-20th August, 2012. Although I will not be able to attend in person, I am hoping to have some of my work included, either in publications in support of the event, or at the art show. Stay tuned for more details!


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Monday, June 11, 2012

[ElfstoneLARP] Mystical Realms Newsletter for June, 2012

 

Greetings!

And welcome to my newsletter for June, 2012! Please feel free to forward this to anyone you believe might be interested in keeping up with me! To receive these newsletters regularly, please drop me an email or subscribe online from my website (http://www.JefMurray.com ) or at: http://groups.google.com/group/Mystical_Realms . Notices of events and items of interest are at the bottom of this email.

Pitchers ===============

My first book, "Seer: A Wizard's Journal", has been formally released as the inaugural offering from Oloris Publishing, a new imprint of the Middle-earth Network (www.mymiddleearth.com). Oloris is dedicated to bringing new multimedia works to fantasy, mythology, and sci-fi fans worldwide, and I am honored to have had "Seer" chosen as their first offering.

You can learn more than you'd likely ever want to know about Oloris, and about "Seer", by clicking on of the following link:

http://olorispublishing.mymiddleearth.com/

Ponderings ==============

Summer is upon us. And aside from our customary charges (Ignatius the spoiled-rotten hamster and all the robins, cardinals, wrens, squirrels, and chipmunks that abound within the MooseNest borders), we've been managing our neighbors' menageries while they're away. New wards include mollies, guinea pigs, three dinner plate-sized turtles, and Prissy the Cat.

The poignant part of caring for all of these critters is that we're reminded of God's immense imagination as well as His sense of the strange. As warm weather sets up shop, there is hardly anything odder than watching three enormous turtles vie with each other for bugs, or spying guinea pigs absconding with carrot sticks. And Prissy the Cat is an education in herself; she bounds upon my lap when I come to feed her and purrs like an idling freight train as we watch the evening sun set over the treetops.

Summertime reminds me of how little we know about the world around us. This, our Middle-earth, is filled with glorious glens and deep leafy dells, each flush with unnamed flora and fauna. It moves in odd rhythms: stillness by swollen streams at dawn, the rise and rout of thunderheads in heat of afternoon.

Summer is cicadas and crickets and katydids, each with its own distinct dialect; and lightning bugs, named by northern folk "fireflies" or "glow worms", that first appear high in branches, then descend as the days ripen. As waifs, we would catch mason jars full and leave them as fairy lights on windowsills at night; releasing them and beginning the game again on the morrow.

Even after I developed a Tolkienian disdain for fairies, I always found deserted country lanes and fields to be pregnant with mythological possibilities. I would sit still on the verge, chiggers
notwithstanding, and hearken to every twig snapping and leaf rustling in the woods. I sat still as stone and waited for wayfarers. And I was rewarded time and again by the passing of squirrels, chipmunks, opossums, ground snakes, and even deer.

But what I really wanted was to spy out a Hobbit, or a wood Elf. A knight on his charger or a passing angel also would not have been taken amiss. But none of these came; for them, I must needs resort to mind's eye or to paint and brush.

But the important part is that all of these _could_ have come; when summer sports, all portents are possible.

I'm like Puddleglum in C.S. Lewis' The Silver Chair. If told that in this world there are no Elves, or Hobbits, or knights or damsels in need of saving, if someone presumed to prove there were no angels or saints, then we would all be beggared; and I would rather believe in such a world, even if wrong, than foreswear such magic and mystery. A world without these would drown in despair; and my heart yet whispers "deceit" when a Christopher Hitchens brays on his bugle.

Years ago, long after I had first consciously assented to the tenets of Christianity, there came a point when my heart caught up with my head. There came an overwhelming maelstrom of emotion, as I realized, to the very core of my being, that the whole story of a spurned savior come to earth to save us all was sooth. I gasped aloud as I grasped that angels and demons, saints and the Savior, were not some delusions developed to tame toddlers, but literal truths.

And life seemed infinitely dearer to me with that realization; the universe itself opened and expanded as I pondered such power, such potential, such promise….

But now, summer is again upon us. Enigmas abound. Mollies are multiplying and tadpoles transforming. Now is the time to return to the woods in search of unicorns and halflings. Now is the time to mimic the brave and chivalric knights and to seek out adventure in sunny dales and glen's gloaming.

At the sounding of the Solstice, angels abound…may your summer, too, be blessed with infinite imaginings….

Prospects ===================

• The Middle-earth Network ( http://mymiddleearth.com ) has a new store up and running that will include many items of interest to fantasy and sci-fi fans. You can access it by going to http://store.mymiddleearth.com/ . The works of many talented artists, writers, musicians, actors, etc. will be featured there over time, and many of the items listed will only be available through http://mymiddleearth.com. Do take a look!

• The Return of the Ring 2012 (see http://www.returnofthering.org/) will be a huge Tolkien-themed conference and gathering at Loughborough University on 16-20th August, 2012. Although I will not be able to attend in person, I am hoping to have some of my work included, either in publications in support of the event, or at the art show. Stay tuned for more details!

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Friday, June 1, 2012

[ElfstoneLARP] Seer: A Wizard's Journal

 

Greetings!

"Seer: A Wizard's Journal", is my first book, and it was formally released
yesterday, on the Feast of the Visitation. "Seer" is a collection of parables, pictures,
poems, and polemics, and it takes the reader down unusual paths and
byways that will hopefully amuse and intrigue.

For those who missed the formal announcement from MyMiddle-earth.net
and Oloris Publishing yesterday, here are links so same:

http://olorispublishing.mymiddle-earth.net/2012/05/31/from-author-and-illustrator-jef-murray/

http://store.mymiddle-earth.net/store/products/seer-a-wizards-journal-by-jef-murray/

And many thanks and blessings to all those who have already
shown support for and expressed interest in this work!

Jef

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Wednesday, May 9, 2012

[ElfstoneLARP] Mystical Realms Newsletter for May, 2012

 

Greetings!

And welcome to my newsletter for May, 2012! Please feel free to forward this to anyone you think would be interested in keeping up with me! To receive these newsletters regularly, please drop me an email or subscribe online from my website (http://www.JefMurray.com ) or at: http://groups.google.com/group/Mystical_Realms . Notices of events and items of interest are at the bottom of this email.

Pitchers ===============

I have posted three new painting images on my website. These include "Glenstorm's Doughty Son", "Amon Sûl", and "Marshwiggle". These are located in two different places; the first and last are in the "Once upon a time" gallery (in the "Paintings inspired by C.S. Lewis" section), and the middle one is within the Tolkien gallery ("The Third Age - The Lord of the Rings" section). However, you can see all three by going to http://www.JefMurray.com and clicking on the "Newest Works" icon (the dragon!) at the top of the page.

As always, these and all of the images in my online galleries and on my Facebook page (see https://www.facebook.com/JefMurrayStudios ) are available as signed and numbered limited-edition Giclee prints. See my webpage for details.

And, do let me know how these new works strike you!

Ponderings ==============

For this month's reflections, allow me to direct you to two fun interviews that were published this week. The first, on featured websites, was included on Middle-earth News, and the second begins a new series on Tolkien artists by Rifflo, of the Middle-earth Network:

http://middleearthnews.com/2012/04/28/featured-website-mystical-realms/

http://rifflos8.mymiddle-earth.net/2012/05/03/presenting-jeff-murray-with-contest/

Prospects ===================

• The Middle-earth Network ( http://middleearthnetwork.com ) has announced a new publishing imprint that will join Grail Quest Books (http://grailquestbooks.com/ ) as a vehicle for new media in a variety of fantasy-related genres (see https://www.facebook.com/OlorisPublishing and http://mymiddle-earth.net/groups/oloris-publishing/ ). I am honoured to announce that their inaugural publication will by my own book, entitled "Seer: A Wizard's Journal". Look for details about this illustrated work over the next couple of weeks!

• I have returned safely from the Bram Stoker Centenary Conference at the University of Hull and in Whitby, England. The trip was marvelous, and at the request of attendees, I've made available signed and numbered prints of the two logo images that were used there. You can find these in my "Books and Publications" gallery at http://userwww.service.emory.edu/~jmurra2/jefmurraystudios/books_gallery.html .

• The Return of the Ring 2012 (see http://www.returnofthering.org/ ) will be a huge Tolkien-themed conference and gathering at Loughborough University on 16-20th August, 2012. Although at this time it appears I will not be able to attend in person, I am hoping to be able to have some of my work included either in publications in support of the event, or at the art show. Stay tuned for more details!

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Tuesday, May 8, 2012

[ElfstoneLARP] Hope Rekindled: IFGS & Elfstone

 

Aiya and mae govannen, all!

It has been a long while since last I posted in these hallowed halls, but news of some import hath moved my pen (or mouse): there's a fair chance that Elfstone could get a re-boot under the umbrella of the International Fantasy Gaming Society (a.k.a. IFGS).

Those of us Atlantan LARPers are likely familiar with the Atlanta chapter of the IFGS, having participated in game-events with it, personally, since around 1989. And if that doesn't date me enough, Elfstone itself was "officially" launched in 2004, with playtest events going back to mid-2003.

Elfstone (which takes its name from Elessar, Aragorn's kingly Elvish name) remained active through late 2007 or early 2008, gathering at some point as many as 30-some participants in our game-events and with another 100-plus joined in membership on this Yahoo group and beyond. We specialized in one-day adventure events, but also produced overnight "camping events" and even a convention game or two as well.

Anyway, long story short: we might be back in business, all, and just in time for the release of the new Hobbit movie later this year, Dragon*Con, and what-not. Ray Appling has been instrumental as the Atlanta liason for the National level IFGS informing me, over a week ago, that Elfstone has been approved as an alternate rules set for all IFGS chapters, Atlanta being most certainly among them.

It's quite an honor, honestly, to have my "little LARP" chosen by the IFGS, even after several years of defunctedness. In truth, I'm probably far too busy for a LARP these days, what with a burgeoning acting career and all, but the possibility of at least helping re-establish Elfstone as a viable LARPing alternative is almost too much enticement to turn down. And, admittedly, I miss the glamour, fantasy, and yes mayhem, of Middle-earth.

Be watchful for further developments here on this forum, or elsewhere (Facebook, my website, etc.), as I receive additional news. In the meantime, let's cross our fingers, sharpen our swords, and gather the Wise for the Council. ;)

-Mike Yow
(Elfstone Creator)

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Tuesday, April 10, 2012

[ElfstoneLARP] Mystical Realms Newsletter for April, 2012

 

Greetings!

And welcome to my newsletter for April, 2012! Please feel free to forward this to anyone you think would be interested in keeping up with me! To receive these newsletters regularly, please drop me an email or subscribe online from my website (http://www.JefMurray.com ) or at: http://groups.google.com/group/Mystical_Realms . Notices of events and items of interest are at the bottom of this email.

Ponderings ==============

It comes without warning, and at the most unexpected of times. I'll be furiously focused on one task or another: painting, or writing, or preparing for some descending deadline or some travel plans I'm making. Then, as if Someone had gently disconnected the power to all of these troublesome tasks and tribulations, everything ceases. The hammering of schedules, emails, phone calls, and messages slows, and then stops; the silence is startling.

I am awash in great calm, as if the very air was incensed with thick, swirling mists of magic and mystery. And at such times, all that I can do is take a deep breath and radiate gratitude for this gift, this consolation that has come, unbidden, from the Hidden Realm.

Many of us have felt such consolations. They are moments, I believe, when we are touched by God and reminded that everything will be alright…that all our cares are like freshets from a spring shower, chilling us, perhaps, but also honing our hearts. They are reminders that the realm we inhabit harbours depths unplumbed and heights unchallenged; and yet, even this Middle-earth in all its crystalline glory is only the threshold to other worlds and other adventures.

This month I embark on a new adventure. I will travel to the Yorkshire shores to tread the very spot where, as Bram Stoker tells us, a Transylvanian prince once terrorized the English countryside. At Whitby, tells the tale, a foreign schooner came through a terrible storm toward the harbour:

"The wind suddenly shifted to the northeast, and the remnant of the sea fog melted in the blast. And then, mirabile dictu, between the piers, leaping from wave to wave as it rushed at headlong speed, swept the strange schooner before the blast, with all sail set, and gained the safety of the harbour. The searchlight followed her, and a shudder ran through all who saw her, for lashed to the helm was a corpse, with drooping head, which swung horribly to and fro at each motion of the ship. No other form could be seen on the deck at all."

With this ominous advent, evil comes to Britain from afar. And the thing that I most admire about Bram Stoker is that he did not mince words. In his tale, the undead Szekely prince was cruel, hate-filled, and anything but romantic, unlike the post-modern vampires so popular in today's culture. There was no ambivalence, no hand-wringing, no remorse on the part of the heroes who ultimately confronted this monster and, thanks be to God, destroyed him.

Stoker did not glorify Count Dracula; it was more than a full century after the publication of his masterpiece that we as a society became so confused about the nature of good and evil that we would come to revere horror, death, violence, and cruelty, while demeaning hope, life, valour, chastity, charity, and honour. The many vampire novels and films that are now standard fare worship the undead as gods, while scoffing at those who would destroy them as misguided religious-extremists who lack in compassion and sensitivity.

What strange and twisted worldview have we wrought for ourselves?

Is the Meneltarma, then, abandoned, and Eru Illuvatar forgotten? Do we now, in fact, worship Tash, the god of death, rather than Aslan, the son of the Emperor beyond the sea? Can we no longer discern good from evil, or truth from spin?

Southern writer Flannery O'Connor once said that her strange and often horrifying tales focused on "the action of grace in territory largely held by the devil." And in a world that has come to idolize and sensualize the demonic, it becomes harder and harder to argue with Flannery about the nature of the cultural territory we now inhabit.

But it is at such times, and often after such thoughts, that I sometimes receive those moments of clarity, those gifts from the Perilous Realm: of peace, of consolation, of encouragement. Whatever may come to pass, we need not follow the cataclysmic cultural course of confusion; we need not invert the great mythologies handed down to us through the long centuries in order to feed a dwindling self-worth and in order to conciliate Morgoth and those who, often unknowingly, worship him: this at the expense of life, of love, and of goodness, truth, and beauty. We can cut away the cankerous, creeping tendrils of indifference, reminding ourselves that evil does exist and that our task is to battle that evil, not to offer it homage and tribute.

As I stand atop the cemetery overlooking Whitby harbor, I hope to be reminded, in that first week of Easter, that evil, true evil, can strike at any time. But, I also hope to be reminded, as with the gentle fragrance of Frankincense from the altar, that each of us can choose to fight despair, chaos, and spin in order to protect what is worth protecting, and in order to worship and to love that which is worth loving.

A glorious and light-filled Easter season to you all!

Nai Eru lye mánata,
Jef

Prospects ===================

• I will be appearing as a guest speaker and presenter at the Bram Stoker Centenary Conference at the University of Hull and in Whitby, England, April 12-14. Whitby, as many of you may know, features prominently in Stoker's classic horror tale, Dracula. The conference theme is "Bram Stoker and Gothic Transformations", and in addition to developing the logo for the confrerence, I was invited as a guest of the university to discuss my illustration work for Gothic novels, particularly "The Magic Ring" by Fouque, as well as on two new editions of Gothic works including one by Bram Stoker himself. More information can be found at: http://www2.hull.ac.uk/fass/english/events/conferences/bram_stoker.aspx

• For lovers of C.S. Lewis and Narnia, there is a new movie in the works on the story of C.S. Lewis' conversion story and his friendship with J.R.R. Tolkien. I have been privileged to have been able to help with the development of the teaser trailer for the film. More information, and the teaser itself, can be found at the official movie website at http://www.thelionawakes-themovie.com/

• The Middle-earth Network ( http://middleearthnetwork.com ) continues to be the "Go To" place for news about Middle-earth and Narnia-related events and for discussions on its social network, http://mymiddle-earth.com/ . The site now offers you the opportunity to create your own Blog webpage, absolutely free! Along with podcasts with folks of interest to Middle-earth and Narnia fans, there are contests, articles of interest, pointers to intriguing websites, etc. If you're not a member yet, you're missing out on a great community of artists, musicians, and general lovers of Tolkien and Lewis!

• The Return of the Ring 2012 (see http://www.returnofthering.org/) will be a huge Tolkien-themed conference and gathering at Loughborough University on 16-20th August, 2012. I am an invited guest at the event hope not only to share my paintings and sketches, but also to participate in panels and presentations. You can book reservations now online.

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Friday, March 30, 2012

[ElfstoneLARP] SORRY! I was hacked...

 

Please ignore any email you received from me about making money or any other spam like content.  I was hacked.  I have changed the password, so it should not happen again.

Kat

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