Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. Photo source: Eureka! How many of us heard that little rhyme or even recited it ourselves when we were growing up? I know I recited it, even if it was to myself. But do you want to hear something that I’ve learned …
The first realization I had that I was in love with words came from a conversation with my dad when I was in middle school. The conversation went something like this: Me: I was being facetious. Dad: Do you know what that word means? Me: Sure. It means sarcastic. My love affair with words, however, …
