Middle-Earth Fanfiction Awards

110

Author: Aeneid
Nominator: Marta
2005 Award Category: Races/Places: Men - Third Place

Story Type: Story : Length: Short Story
Rating: G -- Reason for Rating: N/A
Summary: Boromir's journey from Gondor to Rivendell. An experimental mix of prose and poetry. Some stream-of-consciousness, some free verse.


Reviewed by: annmarwalk -- Score: 5

A vivid feast of the eyes, the ears, and the imagination. Aeneid’s words sing mischievously, or tenderly, or with rolling humor or drollery or exquisite, magical poetry. The concept of Boromir counting the steps of his journey in terms of “sleeps” – like a child might – also conveys the doggedness of his purpose. The various aspects of Boromir as he journeys – a stranger in a strange land; a lonely traveler at the mercy of the elements; sick or wounded or despairingly ready to give up his spirit to the peace of death – are all lovingly drawn, and perfect extrapolations of his character.

Reviewed by: pipkinsweetgrass -- Score: 5

This is a masterfully written piece about a masterful man. For point of view, characterization and the sheer beauty of the writing I cannot possibly say enough. Highly canonical, reflective, evocative and bittersweet, the readability is second to none. Prose and free-verse is blessedly blended into a stream-of-consciousness second to none. Not a single word is wasted or mis-placed. In short, I cannot give this a review equal to the beauty ond depth of this unusually written story.

Reviewed by: Anoriath -- Score: 5

There is a certain madness that happens when you become separated too long from like beings, that sense that reality is consensual and you could float away without the grounding of your fellow men. I think that Aeneid captures this very well in the free-floating mix of prose and verse, internal rambling thoughts and solid sensations. The piece has a wonderful mix of feelings in its emotional tone. The fluttering from one moment to another creates a unique tension of humor and pathos and pit of the stomach fear.

Reviewed by: Thundera Tiger -- Score: 4

I like the way prose and poetry were mixed in this story. It gives a somewhat jumbled feel, and in this case, that's a good thing. It helps tie the reader into what Boromir is experiencing. The feeling is that he's adrift and wandering without ever truly hoping to find what it is he's searching for. And this means that when he does find it, the relief is that much more profound. Great play on moods, and I like the switches back and forth. It was a very effective method.

Reviewed by: Dwimordene -- Score: 4

I wasn't sure how this would fit together, but after the first verse and prose set, the rest begins to coalesce and you just let it sweep you along. Half reflection, half sheer immediacy, but Aeneid holds it together for you, and gives you a rather impressionist version of Boromir's journey north. It works well, hits the emotional high points (or low points, however you look at it) in all their physicality when called for, and there's no sense of anything missing. Nicely done

Reviewed by: Rabidsamfan -- Score: 3

If I hadn't been messing around trying to see how to put stories into order I might not have read this, and it would have been a loss. I enjoyed it very much, and finished thinking, "No wonder he was cranky at the Council!" But I was smiling. Thank you!

Reviewed by: Marta -- Score: 2

This is a nice glimpse into Boromir's search for Imladris. I especially like the blend of free verse and prose -- very effective way to capture Boromir's growing desperation!

Reviewed by: Nancy Brooke -- Score: 2

I think this 'experiment' certainly worked, and worked well well, successfully communicated experience in thought and memory. Well done.

Reviewed by: nerwen_calaelen -- Score: 1

An interesting, although rather confusing tale.