by the excellent Danielle E. Shipley was released yesterday!
I just bought my copy and I'm so very, very excited.
So very, very, very, very excited.
Now, onwards to saving words.
Despite our recent lack of posting, we still 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.
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:
And we know it's not old, but believe me, this is the word of the week:
The theory that inanimate objects demonstrate hostile behavior toward us.
THEY DO!!!! I KNOW THEY DO!!
Our sentences are:
"Dangblasted gosh darned frickin frackin frickin frack," Jane cried. "That thrice blasted corner jumps out at me! I swear it does. It's trying to bite me." She sank to the floor cradling her aching arm. "I don't know what I ever did to make it hate me so much."
"Resistentialism," Mary said.
"What?" Jane looked up and knocked her head against the wall behind her with an echoing thud.
"Resistentialism," Mary repeated. "The philosophy that inanimate things are out to get us. The only cure is tea and deep breathing."
Next week's theme is: hourglasses
Just one more note, if you could please try to make sure that your LinkyList Link links to your Save-a-Word Saturday post and not just to your entire blog we would appreciate it. It makes it a little harder to put the words into the word horde when we have to go through your archives to find them. Thanks!