Words, words, words

I made a resolution to write every single day, and despite how stupid busy I am, the whim has held strong. Third entry. Since I'm almost dead, I don't have much in the way of deep thoughts or creative snippets. I did, however, learn three new words today, and since I can't think of anything else interesting, I'm going to review them here.

1: Vulpine: In the manner of foxes. Crafty. Sneaky. Trickster-figure. My director used this word today to refer to Fagan, one of the characters in the play I'm in. A tasty little word. Although I always liked foxes - I think they get a bad rap in folklore. Too many chicken farmers making up stories.

2: Platitude: A meaningless or overused statement, presented as though it held deep wisdom. I could choose trope or cliche, but "platitudes" has a nice rhythm to it. I want to use it in something. I don't know what yet.

3: Phantasmagoria (or phantasmagoric): my FAVORITE one. It means a constantly shifting, dreamlike procession of imagined or hallucinated images and ideas. Delerium. Haphazard, loosely related or unrelated stream of consciousness. It comes from a device used in a circus in the 1800s that is sometimes cited as a precursor to film - the quick succession of images used to create the illusion of reality. Don't really know how it works, just that it really, really spooked the people of the time.

Seriously. Say that word out loud. "Phantasmagoria". Mmmmm....

Kinda thinking I should have named the blog that, actually. Kind of fits. We are such stuff as phantasmagoria are made of...? Nah.