I would like to invite you into my trophy room. I suppose all great hunters like me are proud of their captured quarry. I will give you the tour, in a most grandiose way, and share my hunting stories with you so that you can imagine yourself tracking, stalking, and reveling in the thrill of the search and the moment of victory.
I will lead you first to the display in the center of the room. Here, on the page is the word “propinquity”. I happened upon it while reading Lynne Truss’ book, Talk to the Hand. Lured into her pages by my memories of Eats, Shoots & Leaves, I was delighted to discover this elusive adjective. Her descriptive reference to “inappropriately porpinquitous apple-consumption” as an affront to her personal space is an experience I will not soon forget.
To the right of this display you will find a small computer screen, displaying BooMama’s blog, where I found the word “sartorial”. I so enjoy reading BooMama, and was ecstatic when I trapped this happy little word regarding her ever-sophisticated and timely fashion sense. “Sartorial” is a word I have returned to often…repeating it softly, under my breath; savoring the feel of it on my tongue and the sound of it inside my head.
In the corner, under a small lamp, you will find a printed page from my son’s novel-in-progress. He is writing a book about a brave and bad-tempered dwarf in a magical land of elves, halflings and the other creatures that inhabit his dreams. I captured this word while reviewing some of his latest work. If you look closely, you’d find “limn” glowing softly, handwritten on the lined page and shining with brilliance.
I’ve been word-hunting for so long, I cannot remember where many of them were captured; words like “cacophony”, “filigree”, “caveat”, and “pandemonium”. But I keep several of them in an old blue dictionary, worn with age and fingerprints, its binding repaired with clear packing tape. This dictionary, The Reader’s Digest Great Encyclopedic Dictionary (©1977) has been my treasured companion since I was a young child.
As far back as I can remember, and as recently as this last weekend, Mom, my children and I pulled out this dictionary to clear up whether to use “anxious” or “eager”, and to define the word “succubus”. The old blue dictionary has always been a wealth of words that I dearly love.
I hunt for words in many different habitats. I read the online version of the Word Detective and receive the Miriam Webster and the Dictionary.com Words of the Day on my homepage. But the best hunting ground I’ve found is in the books that line my shelves, those that are stacked about my floor, and call to me from the shelves of my local library. The more I read the more words I discover.
So, if you love language and adventure, I encourage you – become a word-hunter, and start collecting trophies of your own!
This post is part of my 8 Random Things About Me response to Lavender Chick's (and now Shannon’s) tag. Be sure and check back for Random Thing Topic #3 coming soon.
P.S. TAG, Kari You're It! - Share 1 (or 8) random thing(s) about yourself, and turn it (each one) into a blog topic.