Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
I can think of one instance that doesn't exactly use -ough to sound as -ow but rather replaces -ough with - ow and I have always assumed changed the pronunciation as well. And that would be in The Rubyiat of Omar Khayam in possibly the most-quoted lines "a loaf of bread, a jug of wine and thou beside me singing in the wilderness. Oh that wilderness were paradise enow!" Pardon any typos or paraphrasing as I am on my phone and hopeless with teeny tiny keyboard as.
I cannot find the word sometimes... very frustrating. That seems to be what you're experiencing.
However, if I need to say it in French (more so than my other languages) then it's better for me just say it and translate. More like what Andrea faces.
"I can know exactly what I want to write and then, seconds later, when I come to the point of typing the most important word, I find it’s gone. It matters not that I knew the word mere moments ago, somehow it has departed my brain and refuses to return."
Thank you ... I don't feel so bad knowing I'm not alone in this. These days it seems to take forever to write something.
It can be a medical thing, really, and we shouldn't make light of it around here. There are many different language impediments that come after strokes or with dementia.
And you know what? You were once a billion times smaller than that little speck. We all began as a single cell in our mother's womb. Pretty awe-inspiring, huh?
Today is Thanksgiving in the US of A and my thoughts turn to this matter of being thankful. I guess we all have reason to be thankful and I’m no different; I’m not unaware that my life has been mostly free of terrible disasters and crushing circumstances. In fact, the truth is that I’ve led a remarkably quiet and inoffensive life. There have been moments that seemed earth shattering at the time - you don’t move between three continents without a certain amount of drama, after all - but in retrospect these are no more than fodder for anecdotes to impress any willing ears.
So I’m thankful that my life has been so ordinary. I’m told the Chinese have a curse reserved for their worst enemies: “May you live in interesting times.” There is a lot of wisdom in that.
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