For this meme, you get to invent the categories and pick five winners...from your own fic-list. It's all about the shameless self-promotion. No fair listing something that has actually won an award though!

Well, seeing as how I've never won a fanfic award, that shouldn't be too hard...

The "Story That Probably Should Have Been Finished A Year Ago But ( Read more... )

As we followed Théoden over the fields towards the enemy, the clouds parted at last, allowing the morning light to stream over the field. I could see my uncle’s golden shield gleaming like the sun as Snowmane bore him far ahead of us, though none of us slackened our pace. It seemed to me that some kind of madness had overtaken him; I had never seen ( Read more... )

“Dernhelm?” I heard a familiar voice ask somewhat tentatively. Surely it cannot be morning already!  I silently protested. It seemed that I had closed my eyes only a moment ago.

I felt someone shaking my shoulder, then heard the voice again. “Dernhelm, wake up.”

I let out a muffled groan and rolled over, trying to shut out the voice so I could go ( Read more... )

It had been bitterly cold every morning since our arrival at Dunharrow, as if spring itself had retreated from the threat of war and was allowing winter to encroach on its territory once more. The morning of the weapontake was no exception, but for once I was glad of the cold. I had bound my breasts as tightly as I could before I had dressed, and ( Read more... )

I could not sleep that night. I lay on my back inside my tent, my eyes stinging with tears that I would not allow to fall. I felt torn between anger and sorrow-why had he not told me that he was already betrothed?

He did tell you, when he said he would rather be in Rivendell. The thought made me feel even more foolish than I had before. “I should ( Read more... )

Falling behind, so now I get to multiple-post. Otherwise this would be the mother of all LJ-cut entries.

For the remainder of the day, I continued to watch as the valley below me turned into a military encampment. Watching them made me painfully aware of my own inactivity, and I felt as if I would go mad if I was not given some task to do, something ( Read more... )

It's nice to be on the easy part of the rewrite.

Chapter 7- Dunharrow

The rest of the journey passed as uneventfully as the first part, for which I was grateful-my greatest fear had been an ambush that we were too inadequately armed or trained to defend ourselves from. The sun was just beginning to sink past the mountaintops as we passed through a ( Read more... )

Got two chapters edited to post, so hopefully it won't be too overwhelming to do them in one post here.

Chapter 5- A Shieldmaiden's Duty

After Théoden returned the sword to Éomer and sent Háma to find his own sword, I rose to my feet with the rest of the people gathered around me. The King announced that he would have food and drink prepared for the ( Read more... )

Now with a more bookverse take on Theoden's healing and Eowyn's first interaction of sorts with Aragorn.

Chapter 4- The White Wizard

I was unable to speak privately to my uncle until late in the morning.  By some miracle Gríma had left the room, though I feared it was only to cause more difficulty for Éomer. I cautiously approached Théoden and knelt ( Read more... )

This edit's actually been done for awhile, but I figured I'd better stick it up since I'm working on chapter 4 and bringing it to bookverse is making it much, much longer so I don't want to do two at once. Only very minor changes to this one.

Another day passed, and no word of Éomer’s whereabouts came. I tended my uncle in ever-growing frustration; ( Read more... )