Intoxicatingly Hypnotic....Words Captivate Our Senses~~A Response to Marilyn's Challenge
Baby Boy Began was Hooked on Words When He was Tiny!!
"Words: The Writer's Resource
I'm always amazed how each writer takes the same words and creates a completely different story. Some educate, others enchant and a few entertain. Which category is most authentic for you?
This challenge is to write about how you value, use and create your finished piece using our common denominator - words."
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested.— Francis Bacon
Make Words a Part of You...
Mr. Bacon's carefully chosen words about books say it so well. Because of the words used to create those books (and stories) we choose to relish them in different ways depending on our need or desire.
And, likewise, we can choose words, just the right ones, to convey with little additional explanation needed our view, idea, belief, or thought.
My Very Own
For Christmas the year I was eleven years of age, one of my most treasured gifts was a brand spanking new, hard back edition, of Webster's Dictionary.
The pages were paper-thin yet crisp and the fragrance of them made me dizzy!!!
In the Beginning...
Crawling up onto my Momma's lap, snuggling between her arms and a book that would take me on great adventures is where my intoxication first began.
The handsome prince, fearless, and undaunted...the super-sized dragon breathing fire so fearsome that I could feel the flames curling around the pages...a damsel trapped in a castle awaiting rescue.
The puppy who day after day dug his way out under the fence to go off into the wide wide world...
The little train that gave me courage because he said "I think I can, I think, I can."
Scuffy that adorable tugboat that found out the place he really wanted to be was HOME.
More and more and more the stories came...from the Bible, from family tales, from a seemingly endless supply of books...
And I was under the spell of words having no will of my own to resist.
This is a Goodie.
Making Words Become Real for Little Ones
No End In Sight...
Lewis Carroll lead me through the looking glass to discover what had not yet been imagined.
Nancy Drew fulfilled my wish to solve mysteries beyond compare even though they were predictable stories... I guess that was the appeal then.
Truman Capote showed me horrors I did not want to know but was powerless to stop reading once the words began to hypnotize me and hold me spellbound.
Mr. Poe found his way into my psyche...as I anticipated what came next in the Telltale Heart...breathless I waited but read on..
Gibran's The Prophet slowed me down a bit as I pondered his words...
Robert Fulghum's rules for living ....all of the things we learned in 'kindergarten' (even if we never went...all of those common sense goodness thoughts)...
Only scratching the surface here as I give a nod to only an inkling of those who have caused me to get lost in the pages of a book unraveling the meaning each word holds.
A Classic ....
More Under the Spell of Words as I Grow Older...
At this time I am immersed in several books about one of our Presidents who shall be a light for all times throughout history as one who made our country and our world a better place---Of course, that is Abraham Lincoln, a man of humble beginnings. A man who was intoxicated by words and found solace in the moments he could steal to read.
"It was through literature that he was able to transcend his surroundings."
Getting lost within the pages of a novel or within an article here on HubPages, it is possible to do as Mr. Lincoln did....time and place is of no consequence (or we may wish it were so) when we are fully involved in a love affair with words.
Abe was a vociferous reader..taking books into the fields where he was supposed to be working to help fell trees or some other mundane but important task. His father would stop his indolence and was known to destroy his books and perhaps abuse him.
All for the love of words....it is difficult for my teeny brain to imagine lusting for a book and having that denied!!
A Plethora of Verbage from which to choose
Perchance you would hear words speak on their own, you may hear them say that their tasks are many and quite burdensome...
"Why...we must soothe, inflame, convince, cajole, bring to laughter, reprimand, advise, assure, calm, embrace, love, shelter, enlighten, and praise. And this is but a smathering of our tasks!!! The trick is choosing just the right one to do our job well---no easy feat."
Excellent: Bursting at the Seams with Words Waiting to be Devoured.
Use Them Well...
"Words...became precious to him never (as with Seward ) to be taken lightly or indiscriminately used."
Again Mr. Lincoln was so hypnotized and enchanted by words that he knew their power. He understood how a nuance would change the whole thought and thus used them judiciously.
Having heard words that may have been indiscriminately used, it is possible to grasp how he felt and believed. Aaaah, that we should all be as wise.
Words spoken cannot be unsaid. Thoughtlessly hurled at others they can cause pain as certain as if a blade were puncturing our skin.
Clear, Simple Language that Gets the Job Done...
Lured by Their Presence
Carefully chosen, thoughtfully considered words arouse our senses instantly.
Lemon....just lemon... each of my senses is awakened as I hear that simple word. My mind calls into play so many experiences that include that one word. "What will come next?" I wonder..a comparison, a recipe, a healthful drink, a delightful beverage???
O, I can smell that tangy glorious aroma just at the mention of the word. I think of all the senses that are aroused it is the sense of smell more than others just at the mention of this fruit.
Although when an amazing slice of lemon meringue pie comes my way, O, my...my salivary glands kick into gear.
What power words have!!!
And that is just one of skadillions that I could have chosen that intoxicate and hypnotize us on a daily basis.
We hear them, feel them, taste them, spy them, and smell them ....each time they are encountered.
Even those among us who are denied one of those senses can still find a way to experience the joy and splendor of words.
A New Take on Mr. Fulghum's Book.....Adorable
Words that I Love to Feel Roll Off My Tongue.
Persnickety---it begins like a sweet little kitten purring and then rolls sassily off my tongue...
Perspicacious---a wanna' be high-brow word that struggles to race from within
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious---It's just fun to say!!! And just as much fun to spell.
Cantankerous---Grumbly sounds that fall over each other as they come forth
Zippity-do-dah---Just wanna' kick up my heels and dance ...
Okay, okay..just three more? I could go on and on and on ...
Cantankerous---Visions of grumpy 'old people' dance in my noggin'
Chivalrous----There it is...another wanna' be high-falutin' word...
Ta da.....for the very last one....
Fiddlededee---A smile creeps over my face when I hear it and when I use it which I do sparingly...
A silly little wish I have had for far too long..
You may think we daft or dotty like Grandpa Joe in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory when I admit this but it is a risk I must take.
My wish sometimes is:: to have electrodes placed on my headbone so that I could ingest ten or more books all at the same time....hoping that my brains do not issue forth all over the pages of the novel in my hand!!!
There it is....my secret is out...I hope it safe with you.
Truly hypnotized and drunk with the flavors that each new word brings, j'ai terminé.
*French is a language I have adored since my earliest years and would have been a French teacher had my Southern accent not been so heavy.
Team of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham LIncoln by Doris Kearns Goodwin
Thank you, Marilyn
Join this challenge..... http://mdavisattiers.hubpages.com/hub/Have-YOU-Said-It-A-Writing-Challengeshared by Marilyn (mdavisatTiers ) here on HubPages.
Scrabble is a favorite that I often play online now
One of my greatest passions is playing scrabble. I often play on my phone and never tire of it.
This game was one my Daddy and I began playing together when I was five. He got me hooked. And he did not LET me win. I am not sure that I ever 'won' but he was teaching me new words and strategies all the while so I never felt like a loser...many great lessons wrapped into one.
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