Ever wanted to know where the name middle earth came from? How to speak Quenya? Where Gandalf came from? Why Saruman betrayed the White Council? What kind of a name is Frodo Baggins? Well, you've come to the right place. This blog is about everything Tolkien. J.R.R. Tolkien's incredible masterpiece, the Lord of the Rings trilogy and the Hobbit, was one of modern literature's greatest works. However, the extended universe, like the Silmarrion, the History of Middle Earth and the other lesser works of his encompass an unfathomably vast collection of legend and tale that Tolkien spent his whole life working on. It took both J.R.R. Tolkien and considerable work by his son Christopher to create everything that there is to know about Middle Earth. Today, we are only scratching the surface of the great works of J.R.R. Tolkien's mind. Nobody knows how to speak his invented languages of Quenya and Sindarin, no single human being really knows the complete history of Middle Earth, the origins of the many races, the Fourth Age and it's history. We can only begin to fathom this world, so vast it is almost real. The purpose of this blog is an attempt to scratch the surface of the universe created by the Tolkiens and which continues to evolve today.
You will learn about how the languages of Middle Earth drove Tokien's writing. You will hear about how it is impossible to speak Old Entish. You will find out who the Necromancer really was. You will discover what inspired the creation of Saruman. You will find out how to speak some Sindarin. You will even find out how I think The Return of the King should have ended. So hold on tight and watch out for orcs, because we'll be taking the fast lane. Step onto the boat as we speed off into the wild blue yonder, across the ocean mighty and vast and all the way to the edge of the world. Hang on as we break the sound barrier and fly off the end of the world. As you scream, you notice another giant waterfall on the other side of the endless gulf. The boat flies onward and into the waterfall. We chug upstream at our hardest until we crest the ridge and sail onward. We will pass by the Undying Lands, so wave to the immortal elves. We continue over the great sea, past where Numenor once was, onwards forever, until you see land in the distance.
You close in to hear the melody of a Quenya tune, sung by the elves of Rivendell. You see great, beautiful forests, and in the trees you see white shapes moving, a friendly glow to them. We sail towards a little dock. The elves stand there to greet us. As we weigh anchor, Arwen stands there, as beautiful as ever, Aragorn standing by her side holding their six year old son. As you step off the boat, she walks up to you and holds up her hand to say "Welcome to Middle Earth."
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