The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Dictionary, Shmictionary.”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Dictionary, Shmictionary.”

Time to confess: tell us about a time when you used a word whose meaning you didn’t actually know (or were very wrong about, in retrospect).

Okay, ya’ll can believe me or not… but this has never happened to me. If it did I don’t remember it. Not tootin’ my own horn here; I’m saying I look it up if I hear it.

What I will confess to is that I have read a butt ton of books and see a whole lot of words. Some are not familiar and some are; I’ve looked them up and then felt a little more educated by the experience. Here comes the confession part… I know them, I know their meaning but sometimes? I will pronounce them wrong having never heard another human being ever actually SPEAK this word in the real world.

I mean come on! There are words that exist on paper that only exist to be used on paper because- well.. I can only guess that someone is flexing their brain muscle or it simply belongs in a written piece. Kind of like LOL should only be used in texts, IM’s and whatnot. If I HEARD someone say “Elle Oh Elle” and it wasn’t related to coitus (one of them wordy words) or someone expressing exasperation at a friend named Michelle that goes by the nickname: Elle I’d want to beat them with a selfie stick.

Oh geez… I think I’ve become old… Old men have their whippersnappers on their lawn.. I have people with Selfie sticks and using online words in conversation… like Oh Em Gee… That’s a paddlin’!

~Kawanee

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Published by: Kawanee Hamilton

Kawanee was born in Alexandria Louisiana but her first real memories are of Russellville Arkansas. She's always loved to read, and has always had an vivid imagination. She grew up in a house where almost everyone read, they didn't need a TV although she could still be found planted on her butt in front of her grandma's TV watching cartoons on Saturday mornings. She made up her first story with her mother when her cat died; it was about where pets go when they die. She continued to create stories from bad dreams she had and her dad would help her change nightmares to stories. They would sit up in a chair until the scary went away. He told her that: "Dreams, good or bad, are just stories your mind makes up. You are the author of your dreams; if you don't like them rewrite them. " She was hooked and has continued to read and write stories drawing from dreams, sights and just pure imagination. She just recently decided she'd like to try and get published and fail than wonder what if. Her story continues but where it goes from here is up to you, the Reader... She hopes you'll join her in finding out where her journey goes from here!

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