noun: a single distinct meaningful element of speech or writing…
I love words. I love playing with them. How they roll off the tongue when you say them, how they sound to your ear, what they mean in your mind, in different instances.
Throughout history writing letters to loved ones was a main source of communication. Ordinary people would spend hours, days even, choosing just the right word to convey a feeling or intention. Writers, politicians, academics have written documents revered for centuries by millions conceived from words, ordinary and not, carefully chosen for so much more than definitions.
In a world of emojis and slang and short cutting Twitter talk I often miss the eloquence and metaphor of wise minds writing wit and poetry and prose. The lost art of crafting a sentence. My daughter insists that “Words are arbitrary”. Her belief is that words mean different things to different people who have differing experiences. While I know this to be true some of the time, I want to believe that the idea is a bit naive. Words can be so much more. They can unite and they can divide. The power that words contain can cause someone to cry or laugh or understand something in a completely different way. Words can make complex ideals simple and simple ideals complex. Yes. I believe that words are intense, influential, intoxicating.
So it is with this declaration that I celebrate my 101 post! Thank for reading…because writing about words is what I do at I Kind Of Like That About Myself.
“The development of language is part of the development of the personality, for words are the natural means of expressing thoughts and establishing understanding between people.”
*Photo taken at Press Hotel in Portland, Maine