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Sesquipedalianism and Logophilia Engage in Logomachy click to listen to the author read this monster
Sesquipedalianism and Logophilia Engage in Logomachy click here for the PDF which has original Word footnote formatting
Sesquipedalianism (1) and Logophilia (2) Engage in Logomachy (3)
(The definitive annotated version (forgive the parantheses but even HTML couldn’t copy the format of MS Word’s annotation) which is dedicated to Arron Shilling who laughed when I sent it to him)
ATTENTION: The part of Logophilia, written as an avatar for Arron will be played tonight by Anna (on the recording) because, well, she looks better in a dress (wait, didn’t you say on the recording?) – also, she will have to play the part of Sesquipedalianism since she couldn’t find a pompous ass to pull it off – however, stay tuned kiddies because at some point in the future Arron and Anna will role out a poetic/philosophical dialectic (4) complete with Thesis, Antithesis, and dueling Syntheses (5) which we both promise to keep short). Now without further interruption the poem begins:
Sesquipedalianism, a mathematician in his prime (6),
frets on his way to the 1.0 X 10-6 society (7) for
the infinitesimally small number of people
with über IQs, born without a sense of irony (8)
Once there he converses with the child prodigy
pontificating on the demerits of ochlocracy (9) and Fourier (10)
f(x)=a_0+∑_(n=1)^∞▒(a_n cos〖nπx/L〗+b_n sin〖nπx/L〗 ) (11)
Eigen solutions (12), elementary really
Then she walks in the side door
Logophilia (13), dressed to the nines
snickering in a daring act of trespass
cutting through to the alley leading
to Eudaimonia (14), the philosopher’s club next door
notorious for attracting Sappho (15) wannabees
she pauses to overhear the conversation
Sesquipedalianism is sententiously (16) spouting in the hall
“Poesy (17) as noted by literati (18) is in the antechamber (19) of expiry (20)
all the better for us” he concludes with an air of superciliousness (21)
“Poetry isn’t dead! Why just yesterday I said:
In noumenon dominion shakes
Roquentin’s nauseated theme park,
the fugitive melody – Seeping
the external drift (22)”
and so the verbal barrage continues, each
point and counterpoint escalating their logomachy (23)
as the altercation reaches a fevered pitch
Logophilia howls the club needs a higher ceiling (24)
at which point it would later be generally remarked
she took it to the mattresses (25)
Now no self-respecting pedant (26) could bear the dishonor
especially within the hallowed halls of his own club
“‘Le coup de Jarnac’ (27) won’t save you now missy
Choose your second! I choose Evariste Galois (28)”
This ain’t no ‘petticoat duel’ (29)
I don’t need a second; I was trained by Carlos Hathcock (30)
our words will manifest our weapons
upon the field of honor
Sesquipedalianism confident agrees
he shows up early to practice shots
his abstruse words conjure up
an English Flintlock Blunderbuss (31)
flared at the end, a gilded dragon thunder pipe
powder box and all
that misfires and kills his second
on the next practice shot he focuses
remembering he hung the ‘ten of diamonds’ (32)
surely he can kill a girl
and hits a bystander square in the jaw
Harry Wittington (33) winces
reloading he never makes
that third practice shot
Logophilia miles away
incants her power phrase
conjuring a .5MOA (34) 50 caliber
5000 meter range
Precision Sniper Rifle
calculates the range, wind direction,
wind velocity, air density, and elevation
with a single shot
pierces Sesquipedalianism’s brain stem
She says now kiddies remember:
‘Talent hits a target no one else can hit;
Genius hits a target no one else can see’ (35)
Or I could have avoided this confounding,
annotated, curious, satirical and long winded tale
and simply said:
Logophilia shoots Sesquipedalianism dead!
or alternately poetry beats pedantry
(or even simpler as Brian @dVerse
already knows, ‘love wins!’;)
(but where’s the fun in that?)
1 Sesquipedalian language uses long and obscure words when shorter, everyday words would be more effective. From Instant Word Power by Norman Lewis ©1981
2 Logophile: A lover of words. Shorter Oxford English Dictionary Sixth Edition ©2007 Logophilia: Goddess of the love of words, i.e. a damn fine lover
3 Logomachy: contention over words
4 Dialectic: originally Socratic philosophical discourse or style of inquiry based on critical examination
5 Developed by Hegel as dynamic process based on Socratic dialectic Word Menu ©1992
6 ‘prime’ a mathematical joke and play on words, ding!
7 1.0 X 10-6 = 99.9999th percentile IQ society called the Mega Society, they look down on the Promethean Society and way down on Mensa
8 Oxymoron alert: these are people who are too dumb to question the validity of or ponder the original purpose of IQ tests and the pseudoscience it lent credibility to, namely eugenics, high IQ but not gifted, narrow-minded smart people
9 Ochlocracy is mob rule!
10 Jean Baptiste Joseph Fourier: French mathematician (1768-1830)
11 Fourier Series – a formula Microsoft Word can insert in the text but which WordPress has mangled beyond recognition 😦
12 Small mammalian frogs (really?) no but do you know what it is, I mean really know? Wiki says any of the results of the calculation of eigenvalues
13 See footnote #2.
14 Eudaimonia: concept in virtue ethics that translates to happiness or flourishing but contingent on ethical imperatives. The concept of eudaimonia, a key term in ancient Greek moral philosophy, is central to any modern neo-Aristotelian virtue ethics and usually employed even by virtue ethicists who deliberately divorce themselves from Aristotle. It is standardly translated as “happiness” or “flourishing” and occasionally as “well-being.”
Each translation has its disadvantages. The trouble with “flourishing” is that animals and even plants can flourish but eudaimonia is possibly only for rational beings. The trouble with “happiness”, on any contemporary understanding of it uninfluenced by classically trained writers, is that it connotes something which is subjectively determined. It is for me, not for you, to pronounce on whether I am happy, or on whether my life, as a whole, has been a happy one, for, barring, perhaps, advanced cases of self-deception and the suppression of unconscious misery, if I think I am happy then I am — it is not something I can be wrong about. Contrast my being healthy or flourishing. Here we have no difficulty in recognizing that I might think I was healthy, either physically or psychologically, or think that I was flourishing and just be plain wrong. In this respect, “flourishing” is a better translation than “happiness”. It is all too easy for me to be mistaken about whether or not my life is eudaimon (the adjective from eudaimonia) not simply because it is easy to deceive oneself, but because it is easy to have a mistaken conception of eudaimonia, or of what it is to live well as a human being, believing it to consist largely in physical pleasure or luxury for example.
The claim that this is, straightforwardly, a mistaken conception, reveals the point that eudaimonia is, avowedly, a moralized, or “value-laden” concept of happiness, something like “true” or “real” happiness or “the sort of happiness worth seeking or having.” It is thereby the sort of concept about which there can be substantial disagreement between people with different views about human life that cannot be resolved by appeal to some external standard on which, despite their different views, the parties to the disagreement concur.
All standard versions of virtue ethics agree that living a life in accordance with virtue is necessary for eudaimonia. This supreme good is not conceived of as an independently defined state or life (made up of, say, a list of non-moral goods that does not include virtuous activity) which possession and exercise of the virtues might be thought to promote. It is, within virtue ethics, already conceived of as something of which virtue is at least partially constitutive. Thereby virtue ethicists claim that a human life devoted to physical pleasure or the acquisition of wealth is not eudaimon, but a wasted life, and also accept that they cannot produce a knock down argument for this claim proceeding from premises that the happy hedonist would acknowledge.
But although all standard versions of virtue ethics insist on that conceptual link between virtue and eudaimonia, further links are matters of dispute and generate different versions. For Aristotle, virtue is necessary but not sufficient —what is also needed are external goods which are a matter of luck. For Plato, and the Stoics, it is both (Annas 1993), and modern versions of virtue ethics disagree further about the link between eudaimonia and what gives a character trait the status of being a virtue. Given the shared virtue ethical premise that “the good life is the virtuous life” we have so far three distinguishable views about what makes a character trait a virtue.
According to eudaimonism, the good life is the eudaimon life, and the virtues are what enable a human being to be eudaimon because the virtues just are those character traits that benefit their possessor in that way, barring bad luck. So there is a link between eudaimonia and what confers virtue status on a character trait. But according to pluralism, there is no such tight link. The good life is the morally meritorious life, the morally meritorious life is one that is responsive to the demands of the world (on a suitably moralized understanding of “the demands of the world” and is thereby the virtuous life because the virtues just are those character traits in virtue of which their possessor is thus responsive (Swanton 2003). And according to perfectionism or “naturalism”, the good life is the life characteristically lived by someone who is good qua human being, and the virtues enable their possessor to live such a life because the virtues just are those character traits that make their possessor good qua human being (an excellent specimen of her kind). Stanford Online Dictionary of Philosophy If you actually read this footnote it is quite possible you are living a eudaimon life or maybe have too much free time. This is the reward you’ve gained (sorry no extra credit). If you didn’t read this entire footnote then you won’t know we’re calling you names like Fred, lazy, or solipsist behind your back.
15 Sappho ( /ˈsæfoʊ/; Attic Greek Σαπφώ [sapːʰɔː], Aeolic Greek Ψάπφω [psapːʰɔː]) was an Ancient Greek poet, born on the island of Lesbos. Later Greeks included her in the list of nine lyric poets. Her birth was sometime between 630 and 612 BC, and it is said that she died around 570 BC, but little is known for certain about her life. The bulk of her poetry, which was well-known and greatly admired throughout antiquity, has been lost, but her immense reputation has endured through surviving fragments. Or so says Wikipedia. @expoetics joshuA says: On Sappho […] born of eros[ion…] resin and ruin […] who is what Time did to her […] the fragment suggests […] ineffable who[le…] ©2011 vandalized today
16 Sententiously – delivered in a pompous or moralizing manner – like this poem
17 Poesy: poetry darlings
18 Literati: fancy people, not you or me, who read the right books and discuss them, they hang with the intelligentsia, also now a variant of Scrabble™
19 Antechamber: vestibule
20 Expiry – a frilly way to say death
21 Superciliousness: feeling or displaying haughty disdain says the free dictionary (free source=questionable data?)
22 From Arron Shilling’s excellent Atomic Charade to which I commented, “I have not read Sartre’s Nausea but now I am intrigued and must do so. Antoine Roquentin is liberated, as I understand it, to engage in creating his own meaning in the world. A real existential crisis is apparent in this work. These lines feel seared into your being (sorry if the narrator is not you but a fictitious ‘I’ for effect) perhaps the Atomic Charade of the title. The cognitive dissonance is at a frenetic pace here: if the resurrection is fallacy, is entropy the only legacy of life? Where is integrity at the atomic level, ethical action birthed, when all you’re left with is emetic phenomenological concerns? Is Kant’s neumenal world real just completely unknowable or are we left with no beyond the knowable? You’ve certainly sparked the desire to reread and read new philosophical arguments. Your poem is finely wrought, heartbreaking, and it seeps all the way to the quarks.” You see how I am qualified to write the part of Sesquipedalianism ;).
23 Summation because this poem is long enough as it is without adding pages of dialogue, you’ll be happier I didn’t in the end
24 IQ tests have ceilings, the higher the ceiling the greater its ability to discern the upper echelons of intelligence. Presumably the society club they fight in would have the highest ceiling (ha! though maybe you don’t enjoy jokes that have to be explained)
25 “Take it to the mattresses” Godfather © 1972 During mafia wars it isn’t safe to sleep at home.
26 I’m getting tired of these notes! You’re getting tired think of the poor reader. Pedant: noun 1. a person who makes an excessive or inappropriate display of learning. 2. a person who overemphasizes rules or minor details. 3. a person who adheres rigidly to book knowledge without regard to common sense. 4. Obsolete . a schoolmaster. Sayeth dictionary.com
27 ‘Le coup de Jarnac’ a legend arising from a French duel that lead people to believe there was a move an amateur swordsman could pull on a master to win.
28 Evariste Galois a mathematician who, at 20, died in a duel under suspicious circumstances!
29 The Petticoat Duel was fought 1792: Lady Almeria Braddock versus Mrs. Elphinstone – don’t believe me then look it up – them bitches took it to the mat!
30 Carlos Hathcock trained snipers at the Marine Corps Scout Sniper School in Quantico after distinguished service in Vietnam.
31 England 18th Century; a blunderbuss is a muzzle-loading firearm with a flared, trumpet-like barrel and is the predecessor to the shotgun; known for its inaccuracy.
32 ‘ten of diamonds’ is the nickname given to the VP of Iraq Taha Yassin Ramadan who was hanged for his crimes. In 2002 he suggested that President George W. Bush and Saddam Hussein resolve their differences though a duel
33 Harry Wittington was shot in the face by Vice President Dick Cheney in 2006 (no, I am not making this up)
34 MOA = minute of angle
35 Arthur Schopenhauer (Who? Oh, go read a book.)
Okay…think I’ll leave this one to the pros! But I did learn quite a bit, and have found my own new adventures to explore…and that’s enough for me 🙂
Oh, I adore new adventures! Thanks for reading!
holy fine art batman…will come back in a bit for more of this and to let you know how i really feel…head spinning…
Sorry about that ;). Thanks for stopping by!
at first i was overwelmed by the sheer magnitude of the footnotes…but find them to be very intriguing honestly…this is just a jewel, all the facets, which mean you can come back to it and always find something new to appreciate…smiles. fun stuff…hope you had fun last night…
Thanks for coming back and tackling the footnotes, they’re a big part of the joke and the fun. Scout’s honor I will post something short for next week (honestly, I forget how popular the pub is, a testament to all of you).
Holy crap! This made my head spin and I’m usually the one doing that. Kudos to you!
Well, Pat, you can’t have ALL the fun :)!
Just a bit of a pedagogical riot… love that your footnotes are longer than the poem.. 😉
Thanks Becky, it was a big part of the joke for me, so glad you appreciated it!
This is hilarious, Anna,( and Arron too if he wants to claim partial responsibility. for encouraging you.)
I got about a third of the way through and couldn’t decide whether to laugh, cry or go blind. Nonetheless, I persevered, despite it being past the time when caffeine leverages my brain into its daily period of greatest clarity. I’m very happy to see eudaimonia and Sappho in close proximity in the same poem, of course, and enjoyed the snark of the footnotes very much, (I actually read them all first, as I always do since I must KNOW these things.) I will be back to plumb the depths of this invigorating duel in more detail later, and also to listen to the reading, which I can only imagine is beyond the beyond.
Thanks Joy! I’m still laughing from your comment. Somehow I knew you’d have to know; the general in you needs to know the intricacies of the battlefield :). See, no need for the dictionary on this one, unless you had to know eigenvalues but even I didn’t bother with that! I would, as a personal favor, appreciate it if you’d listen later, that was a major ordeal to record. I look forward to reading your post (I have this annoying habit of going from lowest to highest number) and I have to run and teach a voice lesson but I’ll be there soon.
Good lord, Anna, what a feat, reading all this intelligibly. (I love your duck talk in the footnotes @ eudaimonia)–I am seriously impressed with your dedication here. I especially enjoyed hearing you read the poem, and the duel gained immensely in both immediacy and snickery. I laughed out loud at the “brainstem” point, and loved the various snarky historical references. That there is a family named Elphinstone is almost painfully British. Thanks for all the love of words within that made this poem far more logophillic than sesquepedalian.
Thanks Joy! I do immensely appreciate you taking a listen and getting to the duck talk! I’m so glad it came across more logophillic than sesquipedalian, poetry beats pedantry any day! (boy that’s a lot of exclamation points but you make me skippy happy, snickery is an awesome word, and no I haven’t had any coffee today!)
This is freaking hilarious!
And, stop calling me Fred.
Sorry Miss Mama Zen ;)!
Ok, bit much for my poor brain tonight…I’ll just trust you on this one 😉
Thanks for coming by and trusting me, sorry I forget it’s much later there – it’s only 2:22 here.
Good write…I felt like I was reading one of Pat’s poems 🙂
Oh, I hope he doesn’t have cat ninja assassins ;)!
hey anna….started to read but my eyes give in..almost midnight over here..will be back tomorrow..
Not a monster to tackle right before bed, almost guaranteed nightmares 🙂 – sweet dreams.
Footnotes with the poem, I love it. Where is the fun in that… indeed.
Thanks!
Fantastic, real brain fun & tummy funny,if that makes sense to you, it does to me..& educational too..so very cool..I loved your humour carried over to the footnotes..I think the girl doth win, smashing ceilings, & hitting targets unseen..
Me too! Love it when you stop by, thank you.
K-a said it for me. Wowzers! (don;t thin that is in the dictionary) A lover of words. Your writting amazes me. You and my sister would have a blast over a glass of wine! I bet you are tough in a game of scrabble!
Interesting and entertaining!
Ha, people don’t like to play games with me :(. Thanks for wading in and enjoying!
I think I saw the stars tonight… I would rather hear you read it out loud…
Thank you for listening, that was time consuming, as you can well imagine :).
Way out of my intelligence bracket. I just wanted you to know I dropped by, Anna. 🙂
Thanks, it’s lovely to see you. I’m reading your fantastic ballerina tale and will comment.
haha, awesome
Thought you might get a kick out of this one :). Thanks for stopping by.
I took to printing out the pdf version for easier reading. Really appreciate that available the effort of the footnotes and all. 😀 The footnotes are as fun to read as the poem, and educational, especially footnote no. 14.
It’s hilarious how Sesquipedalianism practices for the duel after challenging Logophilia; he seems like such a poser. The terrible mess he creates reflects what he is about. Blasting unnecessary and obsolete words bringing about undesirable effects instead of hitting effectively and right on target.
And such a mix insult and smugness from Logophilia at the end! LOL!
This was fun to read and I’m glad poetry is alive and well for works such as this.
I’m glad you found the PDF helpful I think it makes the footnotes easier to deal with and they did take an awful long time to compile. You’ve captured the character of Sesquipedalianism completely. I’m happy you came along on this silly adventure and we could share a laugh! Thank you, it’s so nice to chat with you again :).
It’s great, Anna. I just listened to the audio and liked it too. I’m surprised the reading includes reading the footnotes!
Yes, I am a full service jester :).
Ahh! A marvellously creative and FUN piece! 🙂 // Peter.
Shocking I know, but I do have a silly side 😉 – thanks for coming along for the ride!
i’m back…..and this just left me breathless…you’re a heluva artist anna…this is just awesome…and i wonder how many hours you wrote on this….goodness…
Thanks for returning Claudia and for the marvelous, warm, and friendly hosting for OLN. If dVerse was a real pub you could count on me to do dishes late into the night. I spent more hours than I should have on this but it was a joy to honor Arron. Thank you for your kind compliments, they mean a lot to me.
Anna – I salute your wit – your intelligence and your artistry. I absoloutley adore this – i am keeping this forever and ever. Over the years i have much intercourse with many women (dont tell my mom or Hedge – sshhhh!) but this intellectual kind… never. and i think i like it better! lol
I will tell you what – i thought of duels – most of the favourite extracts from my favourite novels are duels, so i love – then you mention Roquentin (nice touch – maybe my favourite part of the piece – ;~) -Nausea being one of my all time faves – Anna the list is endless.
This kind of experiment is great – at first it appears esoteric but with your foot notes which are A M A Z I N G! and accessable – everyone should be able to get the gist with time and effort – which would be rewarded H U GE – then you read it all – including footies – WOW!
I have listened twice and i am sure it will keep on giving. You are a smart cookie – that said it has poetic value to my max – having read Kants critique of pure reason – i think he could have learnt something – philosophy, history etc – you made it fun and interesting and with a your note giving effort exoteric.
You read like a pro – and to me the USA is mecca- a world of wonder and since a kid i have been obseesed with all things States – hearing you say my name made me feel famous lol!
thanks for this proper effort – and most of all thankyou for making me feel less alone.
Poetry and language is such a blessing in all its forms but it is the Will and the application and the heart that make it real and complete.
HI FIVE!
The intercourse thing – tongue in cheek…best place for it lol!
I’m still laughing so give me a moment here … my face hurts … ok, deep breath, HI FIVE back (how very American). I’m honored you enjoyed it and that you shared that with me again here. The addition of Atomic Charade into the works (though I picked a tongue twister excerpt, I kept wanting to say innumenon dominum (a strange mash up Latin)) was a late inspiration. You fill me with joy knowing I’ve helped you feel less alone (it’s a vital service of being fully human that we can acknowledge, respect, and mirror one another). I’m all aglow from your enthusiasm and that the poem’s been a well-received gift. My highest pleasure in life is giving. Also, just remember us little people when you’re famous ;).
Holy cow, Woman! I have to give this one an A++++ for effort, detail, imagination, educational content and just general awesomeness!! This post Cracked. Me. UP!!
Glad to know my life is not a wasted one, as I am so not garnering wealth. 🙂
And encouraged to read that that talent hits a target no one else can — yay for inspiration — now…. to that perspiration that makes the talent come to life and appear almost effortless….
really fun this.
Thanks Jannie, I’m so happy you enjoyed it and the ‘good girl straight A+ student/teacher’s assitant’ in me is gleeful at getting your A++++! Wealth is overrated, great fun and poetry is not! Thank you for taking the time to engage it and continuing to fight the good fight!
*Blinks* Woah, now that one was a trip. Fine work!
Thanks Chris, I look forward to reading your poem.
But Sesquipedalianism isn’t stone cold dead, or am I missing your point?
Anna, I would hate for you to think I want to sap some of your obvious joy in writing this. I appreciate it, and wouldn’t want to do that. But, for me, the duel, in this poem, has not been decisive. It appears to me that you take a joy in a display of erudition that exceeds a joy in wordplay (and I’m not saying one kind of joy is preferable to the other). That would place you closer to Sesquipedalianism’s camp than you profess. The irony is far too thick in this poem to leave Sesquipedalianism stone cold dead.
Also Schopenhauer’s statement about genius sounds clever but I don’t agree with it. I recognize a type of genius espoused by William Blake that doesn’t depend on level of IQ. It’s a way of seeing the world. A child can have it.
I hope you don’t think I’m quibbling! I enjoyed your poem and reading and admire your mind.
No, I don’t think you’re quibbling, the irony is woven into the poem and your comment shows you’re paying close attention. I’m actually not a fan of dualism so I don’t see Sesquipedalianism and Logophilia as our only options (however useful for this fiction) just like I don’t think there’s a true definition of genius. Genius can also be defined by repeated practice, some argue that genius like Mozart’s can only be attained by exposure and hard work. I’m all for multiplicity and philosophical pluralism. The statement about genius is intentionally contentious – I think IQ tests are fallacious and largely useless but they have also afforded me a privileged status in the past. For Logophilia to use the statement as the moral so to speak shows her ‘contamination’ as it were by the Sesquipedalianism camp (remember she was headed to Eudaimonia before she’s sidetracked into this altercation at the high IQ club). However, I am casting Arron in the role of Logophilia and of course he wins, he’s the poet it’s dedicated to and I think he’s a genius (whatever that really means which is in itself paradoxical).
I make fun of myself several times in the work precisely to confuse my alignment with a particular camp and to not excuse myself from the satire. I have in my life taken great pleasure in academia but also in poking it with a stick. In the same way I’m using the erudition here to make a point but I don’t too closely align erudition with sesquipedalianism because I think one comes with an attitude the other avoids. Thank you for an excellent point, I hope I’ve clarified a bit with my response. More importantly thank you for reading and commenting.
Hats off to you on this one, Anna!! Dictionary/Wordweb out, eyes glued! Oh yea, this sure had me reeled in alright!! The long and awkward words are actually quite lyrical..aren’t they?!?! Too good!!
And so cleverly done too!
Thanks Kavita I’m so glad you enjoyed it! Yes there really are some lovely lyrical words that are sesquipedalian. I also think there are some immensely poetic words in science and enjoy employing them. Oh, and I agree with you the ‘habit’ is a terrible thing, I wish my Dad would quit. My brother quit though so that’s a good thing.
“Love wins,” and so does a poet with the tenacity and style to pull off this tour de force, Ann.
Thanks Joe!
I’m glad you included the footnotes. Now I know I’m a logophile (but it sounds so dirty).
It kind of does :).
A logorrheic blunderbuss that gave my brains the squirts as I rode this bucking bronc of a poem from one end to its other. A hoot, really, once I gave up trying to keep up with the arguments. It was a little like participating in a vatic/philosophic/aesthic orgy in the dark — had a good time, though I’m not sure who or what to thank … Such polymorphose perversity of language I think is your true wattage — go for it, plumb the depths, pour out the well, flood the land with cobalt blue tongues. A sparse choir indeed will be able to amen the entire breadth and depth, but we’re all richer for ride.
Thanks Brendan, I’m glad the night turned out to be hoot so you’re not feeling litigious in the bare light of day. Next time I’ll try to light some tiki torches :). I wanted it to be accessible to bring people along but poetry requires hidden depths to be intriguing, it’s always a fine line. The sparse choir is a vast improvement for me, before this blog I could count readers on one hand and struggled to find a writing community that allowed me to experiment, let alone would talk with me after I did. It’s no small thing to find some understanding in this world and I mean it when I thank you for your engagement.
Wow, just read Arron’s piece and another one of those pieces that just go way above and beyond. Brilliant, absolutely brilliant. Word choice is a big thing for me, and I really appreciate it when someone utilizes language with a freshness and thinks in different meters. Back to back brilliance.
Thank you, that was a monsterous bit of reading you just tackled, glad I didn’t disappoint!
Ohh girl how u think this much..
Its always a fun to read your posts which r full of words which I never heard of.
Nice read !!
Thanks Jyoti, sometimes it borders on logolepsy ;)!
Wow. I wouldn’t even of wrote mine if I had read this first. Luved ur voice. Glad u read it. Excellent personality. I listened to the entire thing. Very entertaining.
Wow, thanks for coming by for a listen, so glad it entertained. Yours has a better bite, so I’m glad you didn’t know about this piece. Thought you might enjoy it considering your subject matter :).