Congratulations to Tom Hillman, , for winning first prize for cleverest photo of The Inklings and King Arthur at Mythmoot V! This photo took about four days to set up, because he had to wait until it stopped raining and take the photo with his sword outside the National Conference Center, since bladed weapons are not allowed indoors (Masquerade Ball pics notwithstanding, ahem, ahem). Here is the glorious photo for your enjoyment:
“Whoso pulleth out this sword of this tome and volume is rightwise king born of all Mythmoot.”
And a proud second place goes to Joe Hoffman, aka , for sheer volume of scintillating wit. Enjoy this series of puns, homophones, and general fun!
Proving I studied Formalism with
The Inklings and Arthur …. Arthur Harrow.
The Inklings and Arthur, Dent
The Inklings and King Arthur and Mina Harker
The Inklings and King Arthur and the Harkers
The Twinklings and King Arthur
The Drinklings and King Arthur
Now, don’t you wish you had been at Mythmoot? Don’t you need to rush out and get a copy of The Inklings and King Arthur? 😉
About Sørina Higgins
Sørina Higgins is Editor-in-Chief of the Signum University Press. She holds a Ph.D. in English from Baylor University. Dr. Higgins is currently co-editing a volume on the ethical turn in speculative fiction with Dr. Brenton Dickieson and previously edited an academic essay collection entitled The Inklings and King Arthur. She is also the author of the blog The Oddest Inkling, devoted to a systematic study of Charles Williams’ works.
As a creative writer, Sørina has a volume of short stories, A Handful of Hazelnuts, forthcoming from Signum’s own press. Outside of academia, Sørina enjoys practicing yoga, playing with her cats, cooking, baking, podcasting, gardening, dancing, and ranting about the state of the world.
Yes! Thanks, and congratulations, variously – what fun!
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There was very nearly some trouble at the door when he told me I couldn’t bring my sword inside, but in the end I sorted it out with the doorward.
Slowly I unbuckled my belt and myself set my sword upright against the wall. ‘Here I set
it,’ I said, ‘but I command you not to touch it, nor to permit any other to lay hand on it. In this elvish sheath dwells the Blade that was Broken and has been made again. Telchar first wrought it in the deeps of time. Death shall come to any man that draws Elendil’s sword save Elendil’s heir.’
The guard stepped back and looked with amazement on me. ‘It seems that you are come on the
wings of song out of the forgotten days he said. It shall be, lord, as you command.’
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Oh, you had a good experience. The doorward at my last conference was too busy playing 2048 to pay much attention at all.
wish you’d been there, Brent
Reblogged this on Idiosophy and commented:
I am honored to have lost this competition.
But, Joe, you look so much better in your photo than I do in mine.
That’s not a bladed weapon. It’s merely a very large letter opener.