Sunday, November 04, 2007
As I have said before, all the bloggers I know are skillful with the written word. It is perhaps the cart before the chicken crossing the road. By the very fact that they write a blog means they are reasonably confident with the written word. It is sad but true. No one with really bad word skills writes a blog. It is our loss.
I know my written English is not great. If you don't know where the apostrophe goes, it is not so easy to find out. My spoken is little better but I try. But I love language and words and accents. They have always fascinated me. I pester R with his opinion of regional English accents on tv. I concentrate on where a person comes from in a US tv show. Are they from the Bronx or Manhattan? I can't help but love a hot guy with a southern draw (ok, he may not have a southern drawl but I needed a link with colour).
But you can become a victim of your own word play, because I know I played a bit with the variety of my Ipod and now I am no longer sure if it is an Ipod Shuttle or Ipod Shuffle. Both are quite plausible. I think it is Shuffle, but I am not one hundred percent sure. Sheng fui started as a joke a long time ago, but I now use it all the time. It is amazing how few notice it, and no one ever corrects me.........except online.
Are words and language a new interest for me? No. It perhaps dates back to primary school when I was publicly humiliated by a teacher when I pronounced pictures as pichers. I then decided that this incident would not be repeated and that this business with words is important and I better take care with them. If there is a word I am unsure of, I keep my trap shut until I know the correct way to pronounce it. My friend in Japan will attest to me checking with her on the pronunciation of some Italian words.
A long time ago I wrote to the late author Stephen Murray-Smith about his just published book Right Words and received this very nice reply. I often wonder if his daughter is playwright Joanna Murray-Smith?