Thinky words & pronunciations

I call myself a writer.  Like, I’ve been blogging since 2005.  That kind of makes me a writer, right?  And someone offered me a book publishing deal, which means that at least one other person believes I am sort of literally competent.  When I was a kid I’d write thinky things, things that looked pretty, things that sounded nice in my head, for as long as I can remember.  I’ve been a reader for even longer than that.  I remember my mom introduced me to reading books after my first heart-break, when I was 12 years old.  Before then it’d always been compulsory reading at school for marks at the end of the year.  I had convinced myself that reading was for nerds and I was not a nerd.  But after that heart-break holiday, I read my first Sweet Valley High book and I was a goner.

The rest of my life happened, and bombs could go off next to me but if I was reading I’d hardly notice at all.  At camping holidays, on road trips, even at friends’ houses, I’d be reading.  And learning words.  And making up how I thought those words would sound.  I’ll spend years waiting for the right chance to say a word I’ve learned.  And when I get that chance it’s all terribly exciting for me.  Until I get the word wrong.

One of those words was hyperbole.

Hyper-bowl.  That’s how it’s pronounced according to me.  And hyper-bowl is how it was pronounced today when I finally got the chance to say it out loud for the first time ever, after learning about the word 8 years ago.  Except, thanks to the looks of utter confusion from my office mates at work when they were trying to figure out what I was trying to say, I found out that it’s actually pronounced ‘hyperbow-lee’.

One of my longest awaited words to say out loud.  Dashed, decimated and destroyed, forever more.

Hyper-bowl, my ass.

Anyway, speaking of hyper-bowls.  My favourite blogger is back, after a year’s hiatus due to depression.  And she came back with a banger of a post.  She gives me blogger talent envy, every time I read her.




  1. Cath says:

    OH MY ACTUAL. Hyperbowl. I am the KING of the Hyperbole. HOW have I not told you the right way to say it?!? I think this is a failing of mine. Not your fault. Mine. I claim it.

    ohgodIwishIdbeentherewhenyousaiditoutloud. I would’ve weed my skants.

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