Quiet Rebel Writer

Friday afternoon. Getting on towards happy hour. So before I get happy, it’s time to purge in the weekly rant.

In the spirit of word porn, that lovely Friday tradition in these parts, this week’s rant is focused into one-word sentiments. Words have that ability – to convey a world of emotions and power into a few luscious syllables. And when you’re at the end of a week where composing one more lucid sentence seems to be nigh on impossible, this is a nifty way to focus my ranting prowess.

So here we go. Random word association time, with an occasional word porn star, and a surprisingly utilitarian team player:

Presidential Campaign:

• Overwrought
• Procrustean
• Fanfaronade
• Clusterfuck (one of the best words EVER…)

The (second) demise of Jericho:

• Infuriating
• Clusterfuck (and so useful…)

Rejection from agents for my novel:

• Exhausting
• Deserving of a bouleversement (right? Right? So it wasn’t one word. It involved a word porn alum. You love it)
• Inveterate
• Clusterfuck (…it sort of applies…)

The one-two punch of procrastination and increasing assignments, guaranteeing a weekend of work:

• Blergh
• Clusterfuck (oh hell yeah…)

My inexplicable habit of ruining every piece of clothing I own with brightly colored food, pens, paint, and what-have-you:

• Parlous
• Morass
• Clusterfuck (I mean, why do I even buy white anymore? Really??)

Whew, I feel better. I’m sure there’s more where that came from, but I’m spent. Tune in this weekend for a winning book to add to your pile, some link love, and some surprises. Until then, have a blissfully, positively eupeptic Friday evening.

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