Invest 3 Minutes and Reconnect with Your Audience
My daughter has a thing for words said out loud. It might be that, at eight, she has a power to make anything fun. But I think it’s more than that.
Hearing her play with these words in her mouth, rolling them around and laughing with them. Well it’s just joy.
Are we a family of logophiles? Possibly. Of bibliophiles? Probably.
Among her favorites:
suburban (suh-BUR-bin)
sassafras (SASS-eh-frass)
typical (TIP-eh-cuhl)
purple clams (PER-puhl KLAMS)
Me? Certain words charm me. I confess, I am a word junkie.
I love how they look in long-hand, weaving their ways with my hand chasing their inevitable path. Loopy and rounded, layered and tasty. The whole experience of writing, listening to my archival ink pen dig across the notebook paper, the smooth takeoff trail at the end. Mesmerizing.
To all the words I’ve loved before: whimsy, glance, glimpse, feather, gallop, swing, brackish, glimmer, puzzle, jigsaw, purple, giddy, freckle, oyster, leaf, barnacle, vein, thunder, reverb, punctual, longing, crushing… and so many more.
