Hello Bookworms!
Summer shouldn't be so packed! Farmer Giles of Ham is one of J.R.R. Tolkien's less known works, however it is defiantly worth a read. It's kind of like a parody of other fairy tales, but it's also a whole new tale. He wrote it for his children, and it's possibly one of his best works. (I personally think The Hobbit is his best)
~
This story centers around the life of a selfish, greedy, dim-witted bully, (not the best pick for a fairy tail hero, but definitely the best pick for a character) by the name of 'Farmer Giles'. This is not his full name, however I won't be repeating that illustrious title. The story starts as a giant is taking a stroll and gets lost, stumbling onto Farmer Giles' land. Giles takes offense, and shoots at the giant with a 'Blunderbuss'. (Don't ask me what a 'Blunderbuss' is, all I can surmise is that it's an early adaption of the shotgun.) The giant, (who had no idea humans lived in that part of the country) got irritated, and turned around complaining about 'horseflies'. This giant was mostly deaf. Fortunately for Giles, (Or unfortunately as the case may be) the rest of the village was not. So, the entire village had seen him 'stand up to the giant' and they insisted on making him the hero of the town. The king even sent him a sword. That sword, as it happened, would become the tool for shaping that bully into a true hero- and he didn't agree with its methods. Of course, things got interesting when the dragon came, and people started complaining.
~
So, thank you for reading that! I hope you will read the story, I personally loved it. So, I will be trying to write more, but all I can do is try. Anyway, please let me know your thoughts! Please follow! Habent sua fata libelli.
Showing posts with label Short stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Short stories. Show all posts
Saturday, August 2, 2014
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Short stories, The Night the Bed Fell on Father
Hello Bookworms!
Sorry for the long delay, time is going wibbly wobbly on me.
One of the short stories that my mother loved to tell me growing up was James Thurber's "The Night the Bed Fell on Father". A dramatic comedy, this story is perfect for late night reading when everything else is done and your trying to fall asleep. Then again, looking at the title, maybe you shouldn't read it late at night, especially if you sleep in an attic...
A lot of unnecessary back-story is involved, however the tales of 'Aunt Gracie Shoaf' who believed that even though nothing was missing, burglars had been running all around her house every single night for the past forty years. As such, every night she would go to bed, get up five minutes later and toss every pair of shoes in the house down the hall in opposite directions. The actual story centers around a young boy whose father decides to sleep in the attic, while his mother frets that the bed will fall on him in his sleep and kill him. At two in the morning the young boy rolls over in his own room and ends up bringing his bed crashing down, which his mother of course assumes is the boy's father's bed and that the father is dying. This crash awakens the whole household and all their crazy phobias while the father has conveniently locked the door to the attic, (and is a very sound sleeper). While half the household thinks their father is dying the other half is trying to shout above the noise of everyone else. With a lot of yelling, tackling, hysterics, and a pandemonium of unwarranted fears, this story will likely have you rolling on the floor with laughter. Habent sua fata libelli!
Sorry for the long delay, time is going wibbly wobbly on me.
One of the short stories that my mother loved to tell me growing up was James Thurber's "The Night the Bed Fell on Father". A dramatic comedy, this story is perfect for late night reading when everything else is done and your trying to fall asleep. Then again, looking at the title, maybe you shouldn't read it late at night, especially if you sleep in an attic...
A lot of unnecessary back-story is involved, however the tales of 'Aunt Gracie Shoaf' who believed that even though nothing was missing, burglars had been running all around her house every single night for the past forty years. As such, every night she would go to bed, get up five minutes later and toss every pair of shoes in the house down the hall in opposite directions. The actual story centers around a young boy whose father decides to sleep in the attic, while his mother frets that the bed will fall on him in his sleep and kill him. At two in the morning the young boy rolls over in his own room and ends up bringing his bed crashing down, which his mother of course assumes is the boy's father's bed and that the father is dying. This crash awakens the whole household and all their crazy phobias while the father has conveniently locked the door to the attic, (and is a very sound sleeper). While half the household thinks their father is dying the other half is trying to shout above the noise of everyone else. With a lot of yelling, tackling, hysterics, and a pandemonium of unwarranted fears, this story will likely have you rolling on the floor with laughter. Habent sua fata libelli!
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Short story: Ransom of Red Chief
Hello Bookworms!
Today I am posting a summary of the short story 'Ransom of Red Chief' by O. Henry. When I say summary, I mean a writer's thoughts on the story while trying to avoid spoilers. The tale is a well done first person account following the villains of the piece, even though no one really knows if they are the true villains. They get an idea to kidnap the son of a respectable citizen in a back road town. Unfortunately, the boy is quite pleased to be away from home and soon proclaims himself as the Indian 'Red Chief'. At first the men think nothing of it, but that all changes when the boy tries to scalp one of the men, and tries to burn the other at sunrise. The story continues as the pair slowly learn what a hassle a young boy can be. I believe the best line in the whole piece is "The kidnappers considered themselves desperate men. After Red Chief had joined them, they realized that they hadn't even known what desperate meant." Besides that, tomorrow I plan on posting something special, so keep looking for that! Habent sua fata libelli!
Today I am posting a summary of the short story 'Ransom of Red Chief' by O. Henry. When I say summary, I mean a writer's thoughts on the story while trying to avoid spoilers. The tale is a well done first person account following the villains of the piece, even though no one really knows if they are the true villains. They get an idea to kidnap the son of a respectable citizen in a back road town. Unfortunately, the boy is quite pleased to be away from home and soon proclaims himself as the Indian 'Red Chief'. At first the men think nothing of it, but that all changes when the boy tries to scalp one of the men, and tries to burn the other at sunrise. The story continues as the pair slowly learn what a hassle a young boy can be. I believe the best line in the whole piece is "The kidnappers considered themselves desperate men. After Red Chief had joined them, they realized that they hadn't even known what desperate meant." Besides that, tomorrow I plan on posting something special, so keep looking for that! Habent sua fata libelli!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)