I like words. Other people’s words make me happy; I hope to make other people happy with mine.
This blog is about the exploration of ideas – both my own and those of others. Expect thoughts, observations, stories, photographs, images, poems, writing, links, and anything and everything else that catches my imagination. Unless otherwise credited, all content on this blog is original.
I make sense of myself through others. Learning about people is one of my greatest pleasures in life. Talk to me.
” I like words. I like fat buttery words, such as ooze, turpitude, glutinous, toady. I like solemn, angular, creaky words, such as straitlaced, cantankerous, pecunious, valedictory. I like spurious, black-is-white words, such as mortician, liquidate, tonsorial, demi-monde. I like suave “V” words, such as Svengali, svelte, bravura, verve. I like crunchy, brittle, crackly words, such as splinter, grapple, jostle, crusty. I like sullen, crabbed, scowling words, such as skulk, glower, scabby, churl. I like Oh-Heavens, my-gracious, land’s-sake words, such as tricksy, tucker, genteel, horrid. I like elegant, flowery words, such as estivate, peregrinate, elysium, halcyon. I like wormy, squirmy, mealy words, such as crawl, blubber, squeal, drip. I like sniggly, chuckling words, such as cowlick, gurgle, bubble and burp. “
Robert Pirosh, 1934. See the full letter here.
Portrait by W. Foster, Lost Cove surf & music festival, West Wales, April 2017.