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The Impending Death of My Creativity
January 22nd, 2002 - 2:42 a.m.I'm Currently Avoiding:
I feel like I should update...again. It's another day after all. Or something. I should be doing something else so maybe I'll make this really fast. I could either not procrastinate and read stuff or I could procrastinate by working on my story. I actually opened that file and worked on it some tonight, so I'm all excited and inspired and things. Which means I really would rather not be doing this right now. I guess I could not...err, something. My train of thought just seriously derailed there. Oh well, who needs actual trains of thought? All thoughts should just be all over the place instead of following some pre-determined tracks to a destination also pre-determined. How can anybody have an original thought like that?
paronomasia (n. pair-uh-no-MAY-zhee-uh)
: a play on words : pun
Puns (essentially, humorous uses of words to suggest more than one interpretation) have their share of critics as well as fans. Coleridge, for example, called puns the lowest form of wit. Paronomasia, which derives from a Greek verb meaning to call with a slight change of name, can simply be a synonym of pun. But it can also be used, somewhat playfully, to suggest an uncontrollable urge to make puns (as if it were a dread disease, rather than harmless word play). For example, in the July 6, 1980 _New York Times_, William Safire announced, "an epidemic of paronomasia has raced around the world." And on January 1, 1989, Jerry Kobrin of _The Orange County Register_ resolved to seek treatment "for a near-terminal case of paronomasia."
Enh. 3 am. I need to go away now. I have other things to procrastinate with. Or something. I'm just waiting for the death of my creativity to occur. I know it's got to be on its way, I just have too many things I have to write this semester. That's why I should work on my story now, before my creativity dies a slow death from writing paper upon paper. I can just see how much fun I'm going to have with that now. I'm not entirely sure I enjoy green tea with mint by the way. Not that that has anything to do with anything, but I just thought I'd mention it. Then again, when does anything I ever say here have anything to do with anything? And why does that phrase just seem strange?
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