Sunday, 26 February 2017

My Favourite Word is Gossamer? What's Yours?

Have you ever had a favourite word? One that transports you to another world, or another place? 

Mine is Gossamer. 

Not only does it roll beautifully off the tongue, but it conjures images of a dew-laden cobweb glistening like a multi-faceted jewel in the early morning light. 
Or (and here my inner child skips forward) a vision of fairies, trailing delicate patterns of quicksilver as they dart in and out of moonbeams on a warm summer's evening.
The world around me fades away, and I'm transported elsewhere.

Words are magic. And like a conjurer, writers use word-sorcery to paint pictures of what only our minds can see.
Did you know that the ancient Anglo-Saxon word for storyteller was Wordsmith? 

As valuable as blacksmith or swordsmith, storytellers - or Bards, as they were known (that's writers in today's language) - were regarded as craftsmen and believed to weave words together to create magic.
From a peasant's lonely hut to the great halls of kings, ancient bards would open their Wordhoard - collection of words they'd committed to memory - and spin tales of great heroes, like Beowulf the monster slayer, St George and the dragon, or local tales they'd heard in their travels re-imagined and recited to a new audience.

In the dead of winter, people gathered together around the welcoming warmth of a fire in their chief's great hall to listen to the bard, as an icy wind piled snowdrifts outside.
How easily they could hear the cry of a monster in the howling wind beyond the safety of their timbered hall's walls as the bard told the story of the evil dragon Grendel; of goblins that stole children in the night; of elves and water sprites that beckoned to the unwary, dragging them down to a watery grave.

Have I conjured up images in your mind?
Then I've done my job.

I'm a wordsmith.

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Sherri Wingler said...

Love this post. It is a beautiful word. Oddly enough, my favorite word is sorrow. It rolls off the tongue and conjures up images of grey clouds hovering over mournful cemeteries. I find beauty in decay.

Tima Maria said...

Thanks Sherri 😊 I enjoyed writing that post, and I like your wonderful, atmospheric description. Very gothic 😊😊

Rick Haynes said...

Lovely words and I know what you mean with gossamer. My favourite word is imagination, for without it, no tales would be written and the world would be devoid of wonderful books.

Tima Maria said...

Perfect word, Rick 😊

Mary Anne Yarde said...

What a beautiful post!!

Jesse Frankel said...

Nice post. I have no favorite words per se, only those which drive my story forward.

Erika M Szabo said...

What a great post! The word gossamer really rolls off your tongue. I always liked the word "lickety-split" and I never had a chance to use it in any of my stories until I coauthored a children's book with Joe Bonadonna, Three Ghosts in a Black Pumpkin.