Musings of an Inkheart: My Dad

Monday, October 24, 2011

My Dad

Okay, so my dad is one of my characters in my story, but for a long time he was just... there. He has been a hard one to write or imagine, because I know him so well, but he really wanted to be one of my characters. He has always been into mountain men and cowboys, but I was really having trouble with the "mountain man" look that he said that he would like. But I am proud to say, I have at last solved that problem!

Now this may come as somewhat of a surprise, but, my dad is now half dwarven, which explains the "mountain man" look.

And so, my dad has gone from this...

To this...

See the resemblance ;-)
Needless to say, my dad loves the transformation.

Arries

1 comment:

Celtic Traveler said...: Aha! Love it ;)
Your dad must be proud:); October 25, 2011 at 10:17 AM

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Well hello there, my name is Syrah! I am a Jesus-lover, author, and a reader of the printed word. I am a 22 year old girl, trying to find her way in life. If you look closer, you will see my fingers are stained with ink from the aimless doodles that cover every blank page and margin, and from the furious scribbling that fill the pages of my numerous notebooks. You will notice that I often dance to music that nobody but me can hear, I love to cook with a passion, and sometimes simply laugh for the fun of it. I read avidly, write fiercely, love passionately, laugh freely, and live wildly. I feel naked without my notebook, and everywhere I look, I see possible stories that need to be written. My pen is my weapon, my camera is my companion--and beauty is my inspiration.

Wise Words

"...If you do not have unity, courage, and a willingness to sacrifice yourself you can loose it all. In a way we need the spirituality of the Elf, we need the earthly indestructible quality of the Dwarf, above all we need the great and good, simple heart of the Hobbit. And we must aspire to be the King that has yet to come into his place...As the King is to the country, so the head of the family is to the family. Men should aspire to be kings. In a way, we all do. We all have a choice. We're either slaves or Princes. We make slaves of ourselves too readily. So easily. We should be striving to be Princes with each other, with a level of courtesy and mutual respect.

John Rhys Davies (Actor of Gimli in Lord of the Rings)

Samwise the Brave...

Frodo:
I can't do this Sam.

Sam:
I know. It's all wrong. By right we shouldn't even be here, but we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo, the ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn't want to know the end, because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come, and when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer. Those are the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think Mr. Frodo, I do understand, I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.

Frodo:
What are we holding on to, Sam?

Sam:
That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.

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Monday, October 24, 2011

My Dad

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