This was supposed to be a post on ANTS
which led me to Thoreau's "The Battle of the Ants" where i stopped four sentences in because i have never really known the exact meaning of internecine (which was in the fourth sentence), and if i once knew the word, i have since forgotten it. And reading Thoreau, even four sentences in, has already awakened the deliciousness of expecting and finding and using the perfect word. Naturally, i remembered a word i found somewhere over the weekend (cannot remember where now)and never did look up.
But now, look it up i did, that word being peripatetic, and then decided to begin a weekly post on Collecting Words because that better than anything will help me learn these words, and not satisfied with the working title "Found Words,"
i decided to google the phrase "word collector" to see if there is a word for what i am doing and i found not only a more exact word to use (LEXOPHILE), but a grand blog to accompany it.
Click here:
[wurd kuh-LEK-ter] noun. - a blog dedicated to collecting words and quotes of all sizes, shapes, and origins.
However, something in the word lexophile is just not pleasant to my ear, and so I have chosen as a post title: THE WORD COLLECTOR, and i plan to begin these posts soon (unless i already have and this counts as one today).
These have been such a productive few minutes that i now leave you with this promise: I will write about the legions of Myrmidons tomorrow (Myrmidons being the soldiers following Achilles, and myrmes the Greek word for ant) unless of course i become distracted.
oh, btw
internecene: in·ter·ne·cine/ˌintərˈnesēn/
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peripatetic: per·i·pa·tet·ic/ˌperipəˈtetik/
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adjective. itinerant
noun. traveller - wayfarer - traveler
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