…a haven for homonyms
Remember the game ??
Was kinda fun…”sounds like” followed by mime, attempting to create a message. Often with hilarious results.
Ah, the dictionary !!
All languages are first learned by LISTENING.
Some words sound alike, but are spelled differently (of little concern to the illiterate). The meaning of words often results from the context in which they are used — and heard.
<No…I’m not defending the “typo”.>
And we wonder at times why English is such a difficult language to learn and use correctly??
PLEASE, don’t get me started on “grammar” !!
The Revenge of the Vowel — consonants ain’t far behind
Have ya ever thunk about it ?
English is such a mash-up language. ‘Spose there are others, but as a native (American) English speaker, I’ll confine myself to that one fine mess.
We could limit ourselves to the transmogrification (big word for change, ain’t it?) of any word. Especially four letter words (my personal favorite). With more than 450,000 objects to chose from — I’m having a field day. (On those days when I got nuttin’ better to do.)
So here we go…watch out for the slippery slope of meaning…it can be a fun linguistic ride.
<BTW — you scrabble players can stay at home.>
Let’s add, subtract and (gasp!) substitute…these are but a few. Your dictionary is a treasure trove of verbal gems:
ship, shop, slip, slop, slope
daily, dilly, dally, duly
wind, won, wane
find, fund, fond
Sorta fun, huh?
Next time, let’s play with homonyms…you know, from your mouth to someone’s ear !!
Iceberg — Dead Ahead
A snowflake — unique, delicate, innocuous and prone to congregate.
By itself, a minor irritation as it blows in the wind.
But, given enough time, the right circumstances and enough snowflakes, you get — ice.
And in time, lots of ice. An iceberg.
An iceberg, coupled with poor leadership, sank the Titanic. Unthinkable. The value of its superior design, modern engineering, accouterments of success — why it was unsinkable.
Yet it sank.
Today, the “Titanic” of free speech is in jeopardy from the iceberg of political correctness.
All hands on deck.
Idiom, slang, jargon, patois, vernacular — why use it?
Our grammarians say it ain’t proper. Academics challenge its validity. Philosophers ignore this verbal, some say primitive, form of expression.
Yet it exists. Why?
Well, because that’s how real people talk — not for a scholastic grade, not to achieve a label of literary excellence, not because it makes you sound “smart”.
And, if you’re a writer who understands your potential reader, you want to communicate. Use words they hear often, understand, and “get” your meaning.
So, “slang on” when appropriate. You’re talking and, hopefully, somebody’s listening and will “get” you.
Math for Europeans and SJWs
Confusing, ain’t it ? So let’s simplify:
Sooo…rounding off, there are nearly TWICE as many Africans as there are Europeans.
Seems to me that puts the issue of “open borders” to rest, eh?
‘Less of course we collectively pursue egalitarian Nirvana — and reach an equal level of misery.
Heartless? No…just a dose of realism.
Solution? Dunno, but I think borders first, assistance second. And an admission that, at it’s core, life is NOT fair. Never has been. Never will be.
No, not those sins. I refer to sins in a writer’s mind.
Let me explain: recently I was composing a piece of very short fiction to submit to a contest.
I was prepared to hit the submit button when I decided to review other entries. Imagine my surprise when I read an entry that had been made prior to mine which embodied the central feature of my story, i.e. conjoined twins.
Needless to say, I withheld my submission lest it be thought that I had plagiarized the premise. But it got me to thinking: what assumptions (sins) do writers make? I can think of a few:
My characters are unique. Well maybe in name or description, but, if they are human, they’ve probably been represented by other authors at other times. They share human traits, get it? Not so unique.
My plot is the first of its kind. Probably not. There exists a school of thought that entertains the notion that every conceivable plot has, at one time or another, been written. Probably so.
Everyone can relate to my story. I doubt it…people’s life experiences and belief systems preclude universal identification with your story. For some, yes. Others no.
Everyone will “get” the point of my tale. Highly unlikely. A worthy goal, but your point might be buried deeply in your obscure vivid prose. Or maybe you didn’t make a point (or have a point to make!).
Maybe you get my point: originality can only come from your voice, your style, your viewpoint.