Saturday, February 9, 2013

Save-a-Word Saturday

Welcome to Save-a-Word Saturday!
We want to spread our love of old and unusual words by sharing them with other bloggers and thereby saving these precious, wonderful, whirling words from the dusty, lonely corners of the oldest, least-visited vaults of the Word Bank.
save-a-word saturday
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The rules run thusly:

1. Create a lovely blog post that links back to this one. The easiest way to do that would be to grab the code under our pretty Save-a-Word Saturday button. Just copy and paste it into the HTML part of your blog.

2. Pick an old word you want to save from extinction to feature in your blog post. It really must be an old word, not just a big one. We are trying to save lovely archaisms, not ugly giants (for example, "Dihydrogen Monoxide" is not an acceptable choice). Luciferous Logolepsy is a great database of lovely words if you're having trouble coming up with something on your own.

3. Provide a definition of your word. Use your word in a sentence (or even a short paragraph) vaguely related to the theme we have chosen this week. You may also add visual or musical interpretations of your word or your sentence. In fact, add anything that moves your creative spirit.

4. Add your post to the linky list below (it's down there somewhere). Then hop to as many other blogs as you can in search of as many wonderful words as possible!

5. Use as many of the words as you can on the people in your life. Do leave us a note or add something to your own post to let us all know what wonderful old word you whipped out to befuddle your friends and relations.

This week's theme is:
Rusticate, verb.
live in country; make rustic; punish by expelling from university for a period; Architecture, face with large, boldly textured blocks with deep grooves between. rustication, n.

Our sentence(s) are:
     "Hello, George," a lazy voice said from the doorway.
     George looked up from his ledgers with a start and found his elegantly dressed, altogether useless, and disgustingly handsome brother lounged against the door frame. George blinked. "Henry. You're supposed to be at University. Please, please tell me this is a horrible dream from which I will soon awaken."
     Henry smiled and crossed the room to lean against George's sturdy desk. "No such luck, brother. I've been sent down to rusticate and shan't be leaving again soon, I should think, once father hears what's happened."
     "What has happened?" George asked.
     "Oh, nothing whatsoever. Only a little incident with a few cows, a touch of paint, and the Dean's very lovely daughter."

Next week's theme:  Traitors


  1. LOL. Nice mysterious and suspicious ending to this small piece. Can't even guess what happened. Glad you've resurrected this word, although I wish I won't have to hear it used regarding my family anytime soon - at not for a reason anything like this one.

  2. Uh, Oh! Not the Dean's daughter! Haha...great word today!

  3. Hahaha, I love those brothers already! Sentence(s) nothing -- I might well follow them to the ends of a novel!

    1. My blog schedule for the week is full, but I put together a little something for my Facebook page (!

      The word: "Weltschmerz", a noun meaning "sadness over the evils of the world, especially as an expression of romantic pessimism".

      The example:
      Robin's eyes tracked the path of the wagon, laden with ill-gotten gains. That was the second tax taken from the villages in as many months, and for what? The people could lose every penny they had thrice over and not make so much as a splash in the well of their oppressors' greed. Robin shook his head in a moment of Weltschmerz, made to wonder again whether an England in which this injustice was less than routine was a dream with no chance in reality. Another shake of the head to rouse himself, and a whistle to his band mates hidden nearby. Realistic or not, it was the dream they fought for. The wagon would not get far.

    2. Thanks for hopping on! For future reference, you can enter facebook links in the linkylist as well.

  4. This, by the way, is the first save-a-word you've done where I actually already knew the word. I feel sort of accomplished now :)

    Also, I thought this might interest the two of you: I recently heard of a website that is sort of a social network thingy for writers. It's called, and if you are not on there, you should get on there because its pretty awesome. If you're already on there, you should follow me :)

    1. I'm on Figment mostly because I haven't gotten around to taking down my work. Just warning you, it is something of a follower contest.

    2. I noticed that pretty early on. Also, there's a whole lot of Justin Bieber fan-fiction on there. Aside from those two obvious problems with the site, I think it's a pretty good idea to have a social network like that just for writers. It just needs more serious writers and less Justin Bieber fan-fiction.

    3. The reason there is so much Justin Beiber fan-fiction is because Figment is geared to teens and tweens under the age of 21.

  5. :) I like that sneaky, useless brother already.

  6. Poor George... but great word! Rusticate... I think I shall add that one to my vocab :) Then again... I hope I don't have any situations that I could apply it to myself. Good luck not being rusticated in your own endeavors!

    1. Bad spam filter! Bad! Stop putting Momo in the spam filter! Grrr.

      And thank you. We hope not to be rusticated any time soon. Though that true? Sometimes I think I would like to be a worthless know, for a day or something. And I do so enjoy the country.

  7. That's a great word! I forget about it, but I have read it before. Mostly in regency fiction or something similar. I don't think I'll have many opportunities to use it, but I want to. That counts, right? ;)