For the Love of Words

Frequently. Free-quent-lee. I love the sound of that word. The way it clicks around my mouth but ends in the soft “ly” sound, making it like a bite of dark chocolate that tastes bitter and sharp at first but then melts exquisitely on the tongue.

Exquisite. That’s another good word. It seems to glint in my head as I say it, and I imagine a dragon guarding its gold; which of them is more exquisite, the hoard or the magnificent beast sitting near it, eyes burning almost as much as its mouth, flames curling around its nostrils? The shimmering pile of coins twinkles in the firelight… exquisitely.

Descriptions can evoke such strong images, and part of every description are the words we choose to include in it. Words, themselves, can call up memories and ideas that flash on the screen of our mind’s eye without our ever realizing it – but somehow, complete ideas of whatever we’re reading are transported to our consciousness.

Words are magical. Ma-gik-kl. Another beautiful word.


5 thoughts on “For the Love of Words

  1. After reading your post i have a better understanding of what For the Love of Words really is.Your post have the information that is helpful and very informative. I would like you to keep up the good work. Thanks for sharing.

  2. Enigma just sounds mysterious . . . mellifluous; tell me that doesn’t aptly define itself. Sarcophagus is hard and final, yet has an edge of elegance to it.

    You, Em, are now, and always will be, a writer.

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