Haberdashery
One of the beautiful thing about writing is trying to catch the elusive Words threading their way through your mind like silken ribbons... gently flicking you with their tails as they pass by, glimpsing them from the corner of your mind's eye, floating merrily and laughingly just out of reach as you mentally dash around trying to gather them in a golden butterfly net...
It's one of those maddeningly fun things about this thing what we do, no?
It's one of those maddeningly fun things about this thing what we do, no?
posted by actonb at 10:32 am
3 Comments:
Golden butterfly net?
I prefer to use a shotgun to blow those multi-syllabic bastards out of the sky and my trusty vowel hound to retreive the twitching carcass from the mossy undergrowth.
But that's just me.
...totally agree.
i often reflect on things and think to myself i should have said/written...this word... instead of...that word.
(supposedly then, i am well prepared for the next opportunity)
Since I only fetch out a needle and thread once every six months to put up hems and reattach buttons, haberdashery has a certain je ne said quoi for me too. Sort of like the je ne sais quoi had by The Shining or Resident Evil, but a je ne sais quoi nonetheless ;)
Personally, I'm fond of the word 'stoush'. I like it when I can work stoush into a sentence and especially into a story lead :)
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