At age eleven I moved to Oklahoma and spent an excruciatingly lonely summer with no friends in a
strange new city. Luckily I had the Lord of the Rings to read to get me through it. My mom had
gotten me to read The Hobbit a year or so before, and she eagerly shared the Trilogy with me.
She admits now that she was a bit unprepared by the lengths I took my enjoyment of the story ;)
To double my luck, I also lived in the Time Before Internet. I thank the gods daily for this,
because I would have been bad fic fodder at a young age. So I had a thing for hobbits. One hobbit, in particular - Meriadoc Brandybuck. So my little
Hobbit Sue was Pippin's older sister, Drusilla (don't ask - I have no memory of why I chose that
name). She didn't have any super powers or purple eyes, but she tagged along for the adventure.
And then she married Merry once they returned home. Sigh. I was eleven, what can I say?
(Although as a grown up, I must confess that I still seem to have a thing for Merry.) I drew lots of pictures of her. Here is one from my "A Hobbit's Journal", one of birthday
presents at age 12. This Mary Sue obsession lasted for awhile. At least till my Duran Duran phase
kicked in at age 14. Oh yeah, I also figured out the runes that correspond with "The Hobbit, or There and Back Again"
written out on my mom's special edition of The Hobbit. I must have found more info on the rest of
the rune letters because I had a working alphabet. Which I used till senior year of high school in
my diary on the more sensitive entries. You know, just in case. Thank you, Professor Tolkien! |