Friday, July 3, 2015

Word of the Day

Your word for the day is: Fulgarophilia. Try saying it. Isn’t that a fun one? One could call it a fetish for storms, but I think ‘fascination’ is adequate. Of course, arousal does not have to mean the sexual sense.

The sounds of rain, thunder, and flashes of lightning awaken my senses. Many draw me out on my covered back patio to watch their arrival out of the western skies. If wind doesn’t drive a downpour too far beneath the tin roof, I’ll stay for as long as it lasts. Or at least until my partner gets impatient waiting to resume watching a movie or something. ~grin~ Anyway, I think I can officially call myself  a fulgarophiliac and I’m proud of it.

I wonder if I can work it into my latest tale? Alan Watt, author of “The 90 Day Novel”, would probably be amused. And I’m quite sure he would approve.

What about you? Is there something family friendly that gets your blood pumping? Perhaps riding rollercoasters, hooking a nice bass from a fishing boat (that’s something I don’t get out and do nearly enough ~sigh~), or maybe you're a tightrope walker?

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6 comments:

  1. Catching the last cat in a colony!

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    1. You are so awesome. Thank you for dropping by, dear.

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  2. I love the beach. I don't go nearly enough, now that I think about it. Maybe I'll wander over there today on my lunch break and stick my toes in some sand. :)

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    1. I hope you find the time! I can only imagine how difficult it must be to fit in any kind of wandering with your dedicated and ambitious schedule. Your work ethic never fails to impress me. And I'm with you on loving the beach. I should really head over to our area's large man-made lake sometime. It's less than a half hour away and the scenery is quite varied between the dam, wooded paths, and even a pioneer village.

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    2. Funnily enough, the beach is where I'm most content too. Whether alone or with others, it's my favourite place to be. As I write this I can see the waves from my window, beckoning me. Winter or summer, I go most days and sit on a breakwater watching as the water rushes in and rolls back. It's the place go to get inspiration for my writings; stormy or calm, it's where my muse awakens and inspires me.

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    3. Oh, Keith, do you have a guest room? ~grin~ I dream of living near water. Not even the local river is visible from my home. Envy aside, I'm so happy you find inspiration for your fabulous stories. Thank you for stopping by!

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