Silmarillion Writers' Guild

Well, I did it, I wrote something. Not a massive achievement in and of itself, but given my lack of nerve/ability to write recently, it is for me.

This is a simple tale based on my reading a couple of people's advent challenges whereby ficlets are posted each day up to Christmas. I thought it was a lovely idea and an excellent opportunity to write something, a little at a time, without getting overwhelmed by it. Can't guarantee it'll be every day, but the plan is to write this in small chapters up to Christmas and have it finished by then. This is one story rather than a series of ficlets, just in itty bitty installments. I'm just letting it take its course, although I have an ending in mind. Muses being what they are, however, it might not be the ending that eventually gets written!

It features, of course, my beloved Maedhros and Fingon and also Maglor, as well as sundry others, possibly. Dunno, am just seeing where this takes me and having fun with it. Call it my gift to all those who I can't afford a pressie for this year.

It was also inspired by the December challenge: and is cross-posted in my LJ.

Title:
Author: Mirien
Summary: Maedhros and Fingon at last are reborn and planning to marry (marry, I like marry), but Maedhros feels the absence of the brother he lost so very long ago.
Rating: Will vary, this chapter, G.
Warnings: Slash. Two male Elves in love. Also possibly mushiness and some angst.
Author's note: Advent story, sort of, to be posted in installments up to Christmas. Oh AND, I can't get the little accents on the Elvish names on this computer, hence Fingon's and Maglor's names lack their proper little doofreys over the a's.
Disclaimer: Not mine, unfortunately. I tried to play nice.

One more thing. Been a while since I posted anything, so while constructive criticism is fine, please be gentle!

( Once Upon A Winter's Gift - Chapter 1 )

I never do this. I never write fluff. But something [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]'s Maedhros muse said the other day made me want to. So, this is for the elf who always gets (I did look for the quote and now I can't find it, so I'll try to remember), "blood, battles and THAT ROCK".

If you can't stand the thought of Maedhros as a kid, don't read. Hmm, and I mostly avoided the angst *looks witheringly at Fëanor, who ignores her* Seems I can't write anything without just a little angst, even fluff.

This is part one. It was supposed to be a single chapter thing but alas my muses get away from me all the time and this is no exception. Plus it's a story of two halves. Sort of. Part two will be a bit more adult, well alright, a lot more adult. It's not beta'd, so any mistakes are mine.

Cross-posted to my LJ, apologies to my flist.

Alright, here it is.

Title: When First I Loved You (what?? This is *fluff*!)
Author: Mirien
Pairing: None yet, though future Maedhros/Fingon
Rating: G, this chapter.
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, they just hang around my life. I try to get them to play nice.
Author's note: Although Miriel did not die in childbirth but after, I think it’s reasonable to think she would be in the minds of any of the males of the House of Finwë, whenever one of their wives is giving birth.
Also, without wishing to reopen the Elven eye colour debate, I gave Fingon blue-grey eyes arbitrarily. So there *grins*


( When First I Loved You - Part One )

Ouch. These are two drabbles (which I admit I have mixed feelings about, at least when I'm writing them myself!) because they are all I had time for today, (yesterday, now!) I was too lazy to write any of my longer stuff and I needed to write. It got all a bit weird on me though, Maglor appears to be going through a bitter stage! The first is Maedhros after Thangorodrim, the second one sort of answers the 'What would Maglor have done?' challenge at the Silmarillion Writers Guild, or rather, it's Maglor speaking just after Maedhros dies, and so maybe it doesn't.

It's grim and it made me want to kick the pair of them. Hard. What is it with Fëanorians anyway, or is it just mine? Either way, it's so damned angsty it made my teeth ache *mutters*

Warning for a very oblique reference to a M/M relationship.


( Compassion and Regret )