Tolkien Biography Book

His voice is strange: low, deaf; The pronunciation is purely English, but with some strange shade, and with which it is difficult to say. He gets excited, blurts out the words with volleys. Entire phrases are eaten, clumped, lost in a hurry. From time to time, the owner fits his lips with his hand, which is why his speech becomes even less legible. The biography of Tolkien seemed to me a book rather interesting and pleasant, beautiful, warm, cozy.

That's just this merit belongs to the author, Humphrey Carpenter, who literally looks at the reader from each page. And he looks pleasant, thin, interesting, charming and delicate. What, with all the desire, cannot be said about his hero. Well, you can’t and that's it! It doesn't work! And you can throw slippers at me.

Perhaps, of course, it will not be superfluous to note that I myself am not a fan of the Lord of the Rings. I like him, but I do not adore him. I have always been strained and repelled by the absence in the history of lightness, some excessive methodological and pedantry. And now I know that I was right, the creator of the Lord was just a pedantic, boring person, lazy and picky. Carpenter of leather is climbing to show Tolkien from the best side, but the facts are a stubborn thing.

And since Tolkien’s life was not rich in events, facts are all that we have. With that great love of Tolkien for languages, to create new languages, it was he who had to introduce the word procrastination, since he himself was a living embodiment of this concept. Start working, get distracted by something else, third, tenth, go look for some kind of letter, find something else, rush to it, quit everything and start laying out the solitaire.

Or do not start working at all, but to smoke, smell the roses, visit friends, not prepare for the treatment, instead of it to grab some kind of fairy tale or notes to the other completely topic all this was in the order of things for Tolkien. Carpenter writes that students loved him. But so? It is hard to believe if he was forever not a lecture, and he had porridge in his mouth.

Carpenter writes that his colleagues respected him. But after the release of the “Lord of the Rings” they told him: “So that’s why you never wrote all those scientific works and articles that have been expected from you for years. Among his colleagues, he has developed a reputation as a person who is able to pull with work to infinity. His ardent Catholicism is so unpleasant, his wife Edith is so sorry.

And his son’s instructions before marriage: “It is better to immediately go to the conflict, but say“ no ”and insist on his own, because the man has the right to Karpenter tries to show us a cute charming undercoming in a tweed jacket with a pipe in his teeth, which, for the first time, is sitting on the wheel, knocked out the hedge and unfolds in the middle of the road. Yes, only if we are not on the same road and only on the same road.

The fence is not our eyewitnesses in the epithets that are awarded to such charming drivers. Lewis for children, and the almost indecent speed with which he composed them, probably several enraged Tolkien. Seven fairy tales about Narnia were written and published in just some seven years - in less than half of the time during which the Lord of the Rings was crystallized.

And who is to blame? Walking through the flour in the summer of the year Tolkien reported “Allen and Anvin” that he had made grandiose efforts to finish the “Lord of the Rings”, but nothing came of it. In fact, he almost did not touch the novel since the spring of the year. He said: “I really hope to complete it by the fall” - and in the next weeks he really managed to get up to work.

By the end of the year, he informed the publishers that he was writing "last chapters." But then he moved. However, this time Tolkien did not complete the book. This was certainly the end; But now Tolkien had to edit, yet, until he was satisfied with all the text, and this took more than one month. Then Tolkien printed a white copy, attaching a car on his bed in the attic, because she did not fit on the table, with two fingers, because he did not learn to print ten.

So the work was completed only by the fall of the year. Since Tolkien first took up the book, has passed sixteen years. But then the second part of the epic begins with the publication, and it is also very tiring. I liked this book because I liked its author. But I did not like her hero, stubborn, lazy, excessively self -confident, inclined to depression, loving himself to regret. I did not see in him the charm that for some reason expected to find in the creator of the hobbits.

I honestly tried. Review from Lyulib.