Save-A-Word Saturday,  Writing

Save-A-Word Saturday (25)

Save-a-Word Saturday

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:
Lamp Shades

And the word of the day is…

venialia n. – minor sins or offenses

“Your grandmother could stay here while she’s in town. We’ve got a spare room, after all.”

“No, no, no, no, no. I care about you far too much to put you through that kind of suffering.”

“What do you mean?”

“My grandmother believes a good life is one spent living in a log cabin you’ve built yourself, with nothing but dirt and mosquitos to keep you company. Anything remotely artificial is cause for great complaint with her. Honestly, even that lamp over there is a source of concern, and the pink fuzzy lampshade? Those are at the very least venialia, and would most likely be sources of great distress.”

“Really. Well, that’s too bad. But, um…isn’t this the same grandmother who got her nose done last year? The one who’s already scheduled an eye lift for the spring?”

“I don’t try and explain it. I just warn others so they have the chance to run far, far away.” 

This week’s word, and most of my other words, come from The Compendium of Lost Words. Wanted to let others know, so you can check it out and see the awesome collection of words!


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