A week ago I ran into a wonderful blog post that made me think about the words I most love—and hate. In some cases, there’s a reason why I love a particular word. I just love saying “mellifluous,” for example. And “sonsy.” Other times, my intense dislike for a word is inexplicably visceral. Just hearing the word “visceral” makes me a little queasy.
Out of curiosity, last week I asked my friends to contribute their own most-hated words. True to their sunny dispositions, my friends also submitted some of their favorites. And interestingly, we had a bit of disagreement over “moist.” One person’s moist chocolate cake is another person’s moist, slug-covered forest floor, apparently.
Anyway … at first I thought it might be fun to combine everyone’s words into a short story. Alas, no one wants to read a story whose first line is
The cellar door on the puce hafenschlepper creaked mellifluously as the moist rust metastasized upon the door’s gruntled hinges.”
So instead I turned to wordle.net for a bit of word-cloud fun. Here are a couple of the automatically generated results:
I send out a big thanks to everyone who played. Interacting with you through this blog is among my most rewarding experiences as a writer. So thank you for reading—and for brightening so many of my days.