I Like Words

I haven't been finding too much inspiration lately, but after learning about Letters of Note from Joanna, a post from Hollywood screenwriter Robert Pirosch put a smile on my face.


Dear Sir:

I like words. I like fat buttery words, such as ooze, turpitude, glutinous, toady. I like solemn, angular, creaky words, such as straitlaced, cantankerous, pecunious, valedictory. I like spurious, black-is-white words, such as mortician, liquidate, tonsorial, demi-monde. I like suave "V" words, such as Svengali, svelte, bravura, verve. I like crunchy, brittle, crackly words, such as splinter, grapple, jostle, crusty. I like sullen, crabbed, scowling words, such as skulk, glower, scabby, churl. I like Oh-Heavens, my-gracious, land's-sake words, such as tricksy, tucker, genteel, horrid. I like elegant, flowery words, such as estivate, peregrinate, elysium, halcyon. I like wormy, squirmy, mealy words, such as crawl, blubber, squeal, drip. I like sniggly, chuckling words, such as cowlick, gurgle, bubble and burp.

I like the word screenwriter better than copywriter, so I decided to quit my job in a New York advertising agency and try my luck in Hollywood, but before taking the plunge I went to Europe for a year of study, contemplation and horsing around. 

I have just returned and I still like words. 

May I have a few with you?

Robert Pirosh
385 Madison Avenue
Room 610
New York
Eldorado 5-6024


{Letter source: Dear Wit; image}

Just, Lovely

I never had have trouble with feeling the twinge of inspiration, it's just taking the next step that has always been the tricky part. I know what I want, I need to figure out how to get there. I always wonder...what exactly am I doing wrong? Why can't I catch that big break? If the only way to get there is jump, and I know it, can't I just accept that it's just a leap away?




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