Delicious Words

Words, and turns of phrase satiate me. I do consider myself of a literary nature and the familiar terms "feasting" and "voracious" describe the way I read. It is almost like sitting down to a meal every time I open a book. Comparatively some dinners are better than others, and at times, certain dishes answer cravings with vigor and others can be demure and lacking. There are different types of literary confection, the puckering short commentary, sharp witty flavor, and altogether shallow story make an excellent half an hour lunch. But, sometimes I am left in wonderment concerning the expanding properties of the metaphorical dinner meals. At their end I embark on feelings that go past physical satisfaction, but rather the words and their combinations do so please me, either through the exactness, and depth of their meaning, or the absolute felicitous ways they modify one-another. The phrase that started this chain of thought came from Patrick O'brian. As he writes, he creates a rift in time, and plops you down right next to his characters, I'm serious, you feel the sun on your face and smell the salt in the air. There is paragraph after paragraph of vivid description and narration. I was revisiting one of the Master and Commander Series and when describing a particular Admiral, O'brian used the phrase, "without compunction" instead of "on a whim" or "as he so chose" and it was the final stroke of perfectly fitting description, of noun and modifier. While the phrase was not overly complex or interpretable, it could not have been put better. Phrases like that make my heart glow, and fill me with the warmth of connection.

I know, I'm weird.