Quote of the Week: Paul Bowles

“It’s very hard to write about that which is always beautiful and pleasant and good. You don’t get anywhere with it. There’s no friction in it. There’s no trouble. You have to have trouble. Somebody’s got to get in trouble, or no one wants to read it.”
~Paul Bowles

Word of the Day: imperturbable

im·per·turb·able adjective \ˌim-pər-ˈtər-bə-bəl\

: very calm : very hard to disturb or upset

Full Definition of IMPERTURBABLE

: marked by extreme calm, impassivity, and steadiness : serene
im·per·turb·abil·i·ty\-ˌtər-bə-ˈbi-lə-tē\noun
im·per·turb·ably\-ˈtər-bə-blē\adverb
 
Examples of IMPERTURBABLE
  1. Although he seems outwardly imperturbable, he can get very angry at times.
  2. <the chef was absolutely imperturbable—even when the kitchen caught on fire>

Origin of IMPERTURBABLE

Middle English, from Late Latin imperturbabilis, from Latin in- + perturbare to perturb

First Known Use: 15th century

Definition source: http://www.merriam-webster.com

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Word of the Day: anathema

anath·e·ma noun \ə-ˈna-thə-mə\

: someone or something that is very strongly disliked

Full Definition of ANATHEMA

1
a: one that is cursed by ecclesiastical authority

b: someone or something intensely disliked or loathed —usually used as a predicate nominative <this notion was anathema to most of his countrymen — S. J. Gould>

2
a: a ban or curse solemnly pronounced by ecclesiastical authority and accompanied by excommunication

b: the denunciation of something as accursed

c: a vigorous denunciation : curse

Origin of ANATHEMA

Late Latin anathemat-, anathema, from Greek, thing devoted to evil, curse, from anatithenai to set up, dedicate, from ana- + tithenai to place, set — more at do

First Known Use: 1526

Definition source: http://www.merriam-webster.com

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Word of the Day: cornucopia

cor·nu·co·pia noun \ˌkr-nə-ˈkō-pē-ə, -nyə-ˈ\

: a container that is shaped like a horn and is full of fruits and flowers

: a great amount or source of something

Full Definition of CORNUCOPIA

1
: a curved goat’s horn overflowing with fruit and ears of grain that is used as a decorative motif emblematic of abundance
2
: an inexhaustible store : abundance
3
: a receptacle shaped like a horn or cone
cor·nu·co·pi·an\-pē-ən\adjective

Origin of CORNUCOPIA

Late Latin, from Latin cornu copiae horn of plenty

First Known Use: 1508

Definition source: http://www.merriam-webster.com

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Word of the Day: ethereal

ethe·re·al adjective \i-ˈthir-ē-əl\

: in heaven

: resembling heaven : seeming to belong to another world

: very delicate

Full Definition of ETHEREAL

1
a: of or relating to the regions beyond the earth

 

b: celestial, heavenly

 

c: unworldly, spiritual

2
a: lacking material substance : immaterial, intangible

 

b: marked by unusual delicacy or refinement <this smallest, most ethereal, and daintiest of birds — William Beebe>

 

c: suggesting the heavens or heaven

3
: relating to, containing, or resembling a chemical ether
ethe·re·al·i·ty\-ˌthir-ē-ˈa-lə-tē\noun
ethe·re·al·i·za·tion\-ē-ə-lə-ˈzā-shən\noun
ethe·re·al·ize\-ˈthir-ē-ə-ˌlīz\transitive verb
ethe·re·al·ly\-ē-ə-lē\adverb
ethe·re·al·ness noun

First Known Use of ETHEREAL

1513

Definition source: http://www.merriam-webster.com

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Conversations with My Kids: The Connection between God and E.T.

E_t_the_extra_terrestrialWhen my son was about four I caught him staring out the window one day, seemingly lost in thought.

Me: Whatcha doing buddy?

KJ: Just thinking.

Me: About what?

KJ: [glances at me] What does God look like?

Me: I don’t know. We can’t see him, but he’s always with us.

KJ: [considered my words and then looked out the window again] I think God looks like E.T.

Initially I fought the urge to laugh, but then I reflected on the movie we had recently watched.

E.T. the Extraterrestrial is a science fiction movie that was released in 1982. According to Wikipedia it was the highest grossing film of all time until the release of Jurassic Park in 1993. The main character is a little boy named Elliott. He and his family are trying to cope with the breakup of the parent’s marriage and an absentee father. It was a particularly difficult time in Elliott’s young life and he really needed a friend.

One night Elliott discovers an alien in his backyard. He fears the alien at first, but he’s still curious enough to get to know him. Elliott sneaks him into his home and they become friends. They develop a unique connection where they can communicate telepathically. They share thoughts, experiences and emotions. Elliott grows to understand E.T. through this metaphysical connection. He knows E.T. is kind and good, and that he misses his home.

E.T. soon occupies a special place in Elliott’s heart. He is protective of E.T. because he knows that many people won’t understand him. He knows they would want to keep him and study him as proof of the existence of life beyond our world. He knows that our world will kill him eventually, so he fights to get E.T. home. He is sad to lose his friend, but before E.T. leaves on his spaceship he reassures Elliot that he will be with him always. Here is a clip of that scene:

Apparently, my son got more out of the movie than I had expected.

Me: [hugging my sweet little boy] You just might be right, buddy. I think God is a lot like E.T.

Okay, I’ve watched that scene about a zillion times and it still gets me teary-eyed, especially when I think of this special moment with my sweet boy. {sniff}

Interesting Article: A Textual Analysis of The Hunger Games

Fine. I admit it. I was surfing the internet instead of writing this morning—a big No-No if you’re doing NaNo—and I thought this article by Ben Blatt was interesting. I wanted to share it with all my fellow writers here.

A Textual Analysis of The Hunger Games

Okay, back to my NaNoWriMo novel. I’m stuck at about 44k words. That means I only have 6k to go to meet the challenge, but the words keep escaping me. What happened to my word wrangling capabilities from earlier this month?

{deep breath, ties lasso and circles it overhead} I can do this.

Good luck to those participating in NaNoWriMo. I’m rooting for ya!

Musical Monday: Sail by AWOLNATION

This is my son’s current favorite song and since today is his birthday I thought I’d post this in his honor. Happy birthday buddy.

“Sail”
(from “Megalithic Symphony” album)

Sail!

This is how I show my love
I made it in my mind because
I blame it on my A.D.D. baby

This is how an angel dies
I blame it on my own sick pride
Blame it on my A.D.D. baby

Sail!
Sail!
Sail!
Sail!
Sail!

Maybe I should cry for help
Maybe I should kill myself (myself)
Blame it on my A.D.D. baby

Maybe I’m a different breed
Maybe I’m not listening
So blame it on my A.D.D. baby

Sail!
Sail!
Sail!
Sail!
Sail!

La la la la la
La la la la la oh!
La la la la la,
La la la la la oh!
La la la la la,
La la la la la,

Sail!
Sail!
Sail!
Sail!

Sail with me into the dark
Sail!
Sail with me into the dark
Sail!
Sail with me into the dark
Sail!
Sail with me
Sail!

Word of the Day: consanguinity

con·san·guin·i·ty noun \-ˈgwi-nə-tē\

plural con·san·guin·i·ties

Definition of CONSANGUINITY

1: the quality or state of being consanguineous

2: a close relation or connection

 

First Known Use of CONSANGUINITY

14th century

Definition source: http://www.merriam-webster.com

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The Lighthouse Shall Lead Me Home.

I was feeding the muse with poetry, trying to find the inspiration to move from 40k to 50k for NaNoWriMo, when I stumbled upon this poem. The imagery and emotion conveyed in this piece is breathtaking.

Poems & People

As the fading progeny of a burning god,
lights the heavens for today’s last breath,
I feel the warmth but for a moment’s nod
and behold the glory of that orb in death.
Although my path is lit with borrowed
and not as brilliant lights fluorescent,
yet fearful leads my bleakest road,
and I it’s traveler from eons spent.
Memories of all my past’s sunshine
and now its successor, these city lights,
shimmer on waves of sweet summer wine
an ocean drunk on this carnival of sights.
Will I see the end someday?
will I have one final chance?
to feel the scent of an ocean gray
and dance to heaven’s serene seance?
I ponder if I had every dream
and wish that I had ever made,
would I have known the sullen gleam
would I now tread the golden shade
of sand where my feet feel the shore,
my…

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