For the love(r) of words.

There is a word for the lover of words: logophile.

I number myself proudly among the ranks of humans, thus obsessed. A well constructed sentence is basically porn to me, and it doesn’t need to reach for the top shelf for content either. Loving words means that I even love the simple ones used to great effect.

For every dalliance with complexity, there are equal simplicities. The English language is a veritable treasure trove of delights. As the culture shifts, so too, does the language. I try my best to recognize this as necessary but it does puzzle me what is accepted as canon. Cutting edge doesn’t always mean something is sharp. Perhaps this is just the way of the world.

My two cents on a trivial matter.

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