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Favorite Words

Post by sasha » April 19th, 2016, 11:47 am

(At about the time my daughter was scouting out colleges, the essay subjects suggested by the admission boards were becoming increasingly quirky. One such caught my eye, and demanded a response of my own. )


WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD, AND WHY?

My favorite word? Oh! There are so many; all so good, each unique... rather ask a parent which, of all his children, is his favorite. He might secretly harbor an especial fondness for one in particular, but be loath to admit it even to himself for fear of endowing that favoritism form and legitimacy. He might instead choose to name his offspring by turn, telling the poser of the question what it is he most loves about each. Take "fecolith," for instance. A term from paleontology, fecolith was coined to provide the technical world with a properly dignified term for fossilized dinosaur turds, but it's marvelously suited for describing certain character types as well. How many of us suffered through European History or Inorganic Chemistry at the hands of some sourly-disposed old fecolith? While "coprolite" seems to be on the ascendancy towards the favored euphemism for petrified excrement, I admit to a particular fondness for "fecolith", whose first two syllables proudly proclaim its heritage.

Or "borborygmy." This is my youngest, the most recent addition to my brood. Borborygmy is the gurgling noise made by gas on its journey through the intestines towards its destiny as flatulence. Borborygmy is the clown of the family, the mischievous Puck, always on the lookout for a pompous ego to deflate in moments of quiet solemnity. Borborygmy never fails to appear and embarrass in church or other requisite moments of silence; yet it manages to do so without recourse to the simple-minded boorishness of a fart. Borborygmy can terrify a pubescent youngster on a date without even showing up; the prospect alone is enough. Though Borborygmy's antics can at times be tiresome, what's a loving father to do other than roll his eyes, shake his head, and sigh, "Oh, that Borborygmy!"?

Lest one get the impression that all my children are scatologically inclined ("scatological" itself being a fine word, though not strictly a member of my household - a favorite nephew, perhaps), let me introduce you to "disquieting." In these days of Hollywood hyperbole, "disquieting" would seem to have no place. "Shocking!" "Horrifying!" "Gut-Wrenching!” Unspeakable Terror!" "Wicked Scary!" Wooooooo! These ill-behaved brats of my neighbors see fit to make their point by shouting, bellowing, and brandishing exclamation marks like truncheons. They embed themselves in your brain by assaulting your ears at high volume. But my "disquieting" can raise your hackles without ever raising his voice. He subtly alters your mood from within. He is the Zen master of fear, and his subtle intensity endears him to me.

"Japery" is a choice word. Those same neighbors who verbally pound our sensibilities into submission are also fond of inquiring by telephone whether or not our appliances are running, and of setting paper bags of dog doo afire on our doorstep. They think they are "joking" and "kidding around"; but my wise youngster knows that they are engaged in japery. "Oh," he says regarding the bottom of his shoe with a wan smile after answering the doorbell. "What a fine jape!"

"Yeah, what you said!" they shriek with delight, completely unaware that they have just been run through with an acupuncture-fine skewer. "Jape" IS what it purports to define: a turnabout for the would-be wit, devoid of all but the barest essence of irony and sarcasm. What a fine "jape" indeed.

"Gibber." Ah, gibber. I know of no other word quite like her. Merriam-Graves might lead one to believe that "babble," "blather," and "gibber" are interchangeable words meaning to talk incessantly and foolishly; and after a fashion they are. But "gibber!" To me, "gibber" possesses a unique flavor note implying a complete loss of composure, such as one might experience after falling victim to a particularly disquieting jape. For a few delicious moments after the mask is removed, revealing one to be what each of us is - a weak, soft-bellied creature no longer well-suited for jungle survival - one might gibber with fright. Wouldn't you, just once, like to reduce those distasteful next-door neighbors to such a state?

Those children of mine you've met so far might strike you as being rather gaudy or pretentious; but "liquid" enchants with her plain, simple beauty. Some words when repeated over and over become so worn out that they lose their meaning. Some even come to sound strange and ugly. Not so "liquid"; she becomes lovelier with each repetition. She rolls tenderly across your tongue like warm honey, caresses your ears like a small mountain trickle giggling unseen between moss-covered boulders. "Liquid" describes the music that she is, the soft pearl of "L" and "UI" surrounding the firm glottal "-Q-". Some words might have chosen a baser consonant for that stop: the dull, utilitarian hard "C", maybe, or that cheap, trailer-park "K"; but not "liquid." She instinctively chose mysterious and exotic "Q", that odd letter never found in English without a companion vowel tightly bound to it. And not just any vowel: not sluttish "E" or "O", who would just as gladly join with one of their own, but the aloof and aristocratic "U". As common table salt is composed of dangerous, incendiary sodium metal and deadly, corrosive chlorine gas, "QU" is a stable and immutable union of two of our language's rarer elements, around which my lovely and charming "liquid" has instinctively nucleated. Liquid. Liquid liquid liquid!

So many strange and wondrous words in the extended family! My college roommate learned the hard way never to ask me to look up a word for him when he was in a hurry, even if the dictionary were lying open upon my desk. Webster's is so much more than a cold catalogue of words; it's a family album. A bestiary. "Oh, look! Crenulate! `adj: notched, scalloped.' And here's Mycophagy! `n: fondness for eating mushrooms.' Ululation! Remember ululation? At the very end of H.G.Wells' `War of the Worlds'? Ululation! Great word!"

Look it up. See for yourself.


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Re: Favorite Words

Post by saw » May 10th, 2016, 8:45 am

Delicious serving from a chef with a taste for loving language...insightful and funny and full of nuances that illuminate the complexities of language....and keep a love affair alive....my youngest son Brooks has this extraordinary attachment to words ( was reading at 4)...and with that love, comes staunch Facebook defenses and corrections ....he needs to set the record straight...can't allow any distortions of this thing he loves and i find it most endearing because it's so sincere....I might add, he's wickedly dry and hilarious...enjoyed the read here...nice work !
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Re: Favorite Words

Post by judih » May 10th, 2016, 1:57 pm

suggestion: offer Brooks a link to this piece, saw.

Sasha, a delight and a rare wander through a well-lit linguistic wonderland. Imagine how the college admission committee would have reacted to such a submission!

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Re: Favorite Words

Post by sasha » May 11th, 2016, 11:34 am

saw, judih - thanks for taking the time to read & comment. It was a fun write. I love wordplay, word games, obscure words (like giddhom - the frantic galumphing gait cows adopt when plagued with flies). Even the science of language - next time around I might consider a career in computational linguistics!
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Re: Favorite Words

Post by mnaz » May 13th, 2016, 3:20 pm

This is a well-done (and "on-the-money") write. Very good, and true. Words have their own properties, characteristcs and personalities. I'm always conscious, at least somewhere beneath the surface, of wordplay and rhythm as I write. I love "turning a phrase," or making non-standard connections between words and/or ideas, and I'm continually amazed at how the prose I write, when I go back and read it, seems to have various rhythms to it, and even rhyme in places, not premeditated (occupational hazard of being a one-time wannabe poet, I suppose).

Yet, I can't actually write about these things. It feels awkward, or perhaps too "clinical" to me to write about writing. Or words. Especially words . . . But then, maybe that's just because the word "word" itself leaves me cold. It's too lifeless . . . I much prefer, say, the Spanish palabra for example...

Anyway, nice. Enjoyed.

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Re: Favorite Words

Post by sasha » May 13th, 2016, 3:53 pm

mnaz wrote: Enjoyed.
Thanks, I'm happy for that.

Looking back, I see similar patterns in my own writing as it's evolved & matured. Way back when I started college, I declared my major as physics, but my SAT scores exempted me from the requirement to take freshman English. I enrolled instead in a junior-level fiction workshop, and wasn't I a badass, a physics frosh - a techie - in an upper level writing course! He read my very 1st submission to the class - as an example of how NOT to write. (He never identified authors, but anyone looking into the back row would have seen a cringing red-faced freshman, and put 2+2 together.) It was embarrassing, but an important lesson - write what you know, not what you've seen on tv. Use metaphor, simile, imagery - incorporate details: not too many, just the right ones. I've written a lot of crap over the years, but once in a while it works, and I always thank John Yount when it does.
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Re: Favorite Words

Post by mnaz » May 13th, 2016, 4:56 pm

Yes. Not what you've seen on TV. In fact, write TV's antithesis. That's just good common, instinctual sense.
How many of us suffered through European History or Inorganic Chemistry at the hands of some sourly-disposed old fecolith?

** Raising my hand** World History. Tenth Grade. God she was awful...
These ill-behaved brats of my neighbors see fit to make their point by shouting, bellowing, and brandishing exclamation marks like truncheons. They embed themselves in your brain by assaulting your ears at high volume. But my "disquieting" can raise your hackles without ever raising his voice. He subtly alters your mood from within. He is the Zen master of fear, and his subtle intensity endears him to me.
Spot on. This is also part of the desert experience-- at least for a citified type doing battle with windblown and sometimes total silence for the first time.
"liquid" enchants with her plain, simple beauty. Some words when repeated over and over become so worn out that they lose their meaning. Some even come to sound strange and ugly. Not so "liquid"; she becomes lovelier with each repetition. She rolls tenderly across your tongue like warm honey, caresses your ears like a small mountain trickle giggling unseen between moss-covered boulders. "Liquid" describes the music that she is...
So true.

Yeah, writing's definitely an evolutionary process. I've only been writing-- with intent to actually produce some sort of "literary work"-- for 9-10 years, with a couple years of slingin' pomes (and arguin' politics-- oh those Bush years) on the Net before that. When I read my stuff from '06-'07, I still think the concepts/images were worth exploring, but the writing was not up to what I do now.

I "finished" my first book a year or two ago, but I keep adding to it (and excising at times). Enhancing. It feels like I've written ten books, but they'll all end up mixed and blended together in this one long tale of my desert journeys from '00 - '06. Seriously though, I'm finally in contact with the webmaster of the lit site that sparked the whole thing. I'll probably need his help to have any sliver of hope of getting published.

But yeah. Evolutionary, for sure.

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