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V Word Essays

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V feels more natural hiding within a word rather than starting words of it’s own.Violent, vortex, vox poluli, villan, vigil… now it seems roman.

Voila! The letter V. I can’t shake the feeling it’s very foreign. Do you think V ever feels jealous of W? Or DoubleVay as it’s know as in french. Or maybe W is the evolved form of V. I’d go on about how V must have been the creation of an over-enthusiastic grammarian hopping up and down excitedly at a table of bored,ancient grammarians explaining how having double the number of V’s would make the language awesome. But I feel like somethings amiss.

I hit a hundred blog posts yesterday, I should be more confident about my writing by now. But my mind can’t help but wonder. It doesn’t seem to have registered the fact that writing one hundred different articles is no mean feat. Even as I try to ramble write about the letter V, I wonder if I should redo the challenge. Write fiction with the words the letter inspires instead of being a hipster.

Oh well. It’s not like that should be much work. I’ll probably have more time if I’m not trying to put up posts everyday, but honestly I don’t care to plan ahead. I just want to write. Voila!

W- Word Essays

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Wrung tongues sung wondrous thing about W. That’s the first thing that came to my mind when I thought of the letter W.

W is such a fun letter. Wooo,wisssh,womp,woooot, woosh,wheee etc. W lets you make so many funny words that adults are forced to put in dictionaries. I can imagine mischievous wordsmiths giggling suppressed giggles of in shadows while pompous elitists frowned sad puppy faces when they had to add in those words. Of course that never happened but, that’s makes for a cute story. The fact that you can make words like war or warts seems to be a glitch.

I have no sources for this but I’m certain that  the pronunciation of W is a remnant of some hardy Celts looking down on the french and their Dou-bla-Vey’s. The word “Work” has suddenly popped into my head. Is this work? Not really. Writing is like (hey look another word that starts with W) breathing? Scathing an itch? There’s no reason I should be trying to put up posts every day. It actually makes things worse for the blog; the law of diminishing returns and consumer burn spring to mind. I’m always paranoid all my good posts are doomed to the bottom of the page and people will only read my more mediocre work. But this doesn’t feel like great effort, so I’ll post away this month.