Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

Now that is has seriously gotten cold -- I mean, it was cold before but now it's time for lintel soup and hot toddies. There are no two ways about it: The temptation to curl up on the couch with your favourite and wait out the blustery wind, dreaming of warmer days and planning your next outdoor adventure is overwhelming but we all know that being out of doors when the leaves fall heavy and the breeze from the North is relentless can be refreshing to the soul. So go ahead -- well, i'm not insisting but -- shucks, put on your thermals and heavy boots, wrap your scarf tightly -- I am insisting. I'm also practicing my new style of writing.


It requires, well, it's tough to define but easy to see if you -- I could have made this slightly easier to read but, I(it's my fingers' fault, really, since they're shivering a bit from the open window) can't quite focus on just this one thing. My list for today, things to-do, is getting long while I sit here typing.

noun, -- lack of grammatical sequence or coherence, esp. in a sentence.

So go on, my darlings, blame your anacoluthia on the weather but we all know it's the whiskey in your cocoa.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word Of The Week

Those clouds today are gently suspended on rays of sunshine, spreading the light out into a glowing, ambient illumination. No sharp points and no wincing at the frightening discovery of things better left in the dark. The whole world is soft. 


A soft D is a great start to it. 

adj.-- Of such fine texture as to allow light to pass through; translucent or transparent.

Don't fret, my lovelies, for this week is just one more in our lives and the cool air allows a certain reflection that evades in other times of the year. Reflect on things with a slanted look, sideways glance. Evaluate fully but one piece at a time. 

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

I have a love/hate relationship with the French but, suffice it to say, sometimes they make things sound so good.


The important thing about pronouncing foreign words is to say them like you do English words. Which is to say, not perfectly. No one enunciates precisely. So let your mouth warble and wobble as you start with the first BEE syllable. It's stressed but go easy on the B. LAY is the second syllable and it's okay if you barely hear it. Your tongue can be almost an afterthought, getting pulled to back of your mouth as if afraid to go outside. DU or DOO makes your lips pucker as if bidding adieu to your favourite lover and even though the moment is over quickly, you stand with your mouth held in position as the train slowly pulls away from the station. Despite the parting so sweetly, you know that you'll soon smell his cologne on the paper when he sends you that first love letter. And the second. And the third. May the mail be ever your hope for more of his or her words, written, nay, scribbled quickly because the emotion won't be dammed.

n.-- A love letter.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

M makes the yummy sound...then a short A is cute. The hard C puts a click in your throat. The U is more like YEW, which you pull through your lips. End with a sweet LA but it's more like LUH, a sound like you're out of breath, pushing from the diaphragm.

Macula n.--- a spot or blemish

But not all imperfections are terrible. Some remind us of the love we have for the soft underbelly of emotions, the dark side of the lovely things. Perfect alabaster or marble does not work. It needs movement and motion, landmarks that show us where they're going, where we're going. Maps of beauty, roadways of the aesthetic.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

The little green monster sneaks up on you again, filling your head with buzzing and fuzzing, your fingers tingle and your toes ache. You don't like this feeling because you know it's not healthy but you cannot control it, cannot squelch it, try as you might to put it down like the silly idea it is. Your days spent in fear of this overwhelming sensation. You probably have Zelophobia. 

Oh, my dear, you know how we love the Zs. It hums at the roof of your mouth. It tickles the tip of your tongue. Its serpentine sensuality arouses.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

It's not the things we show others that make us special. It's the things we keep to ourselves. Your secrets are the greatest classified folders of information that I try to discover without you knowing. I sit and watch your eyes wriggle as you think and your fingers move gently over each other in the way I want them to move over me.


It's simple but wonderful as your tongue moves from the back of your throat to the front teeth with the KL sound. The A is short but not too much so. Then another fun sound as the N and D meld together. This time your tongue moves from the front the the back then that D pushes off to the ES which gets just a little extra time than one might think. The T is not quite hard but not really soft. The important thing is that the I is long. This makes your mouth move around the vowel in a way that can form your lips into a smile. Then the N is sweet and sweet is always a nice way to end.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week


My Sweets, My Children, My Lovelies, make yourselves comfortable and hold your glasses close while I take you on our journey. It is no mere trip but more a quest for something that goes deeper and farther than the ordinary traveler's destination. We will look up at the stars and wonder. We will lean in close to the soil and dig. The normal will become extraordinary and the impossible will seem trite.

We start with the softness of the M. Lips closed and a gentle hum...It's the sound of a delicious meal and a sensual deal. The I is short and so the word starts off with "ME" then moves seamlessly into the RAB whose R can almost certainly have the briefest of rolls. Don't overwork your tongue right at the beginning but make sure your audience knows you can use it. After the short A and quick B the next I is short into the L which brings another opportunity for our tongues. Let the lingering of the L move lasciviously to the ARY. It ends well with the Y and we can hardly keep from smiling once we've reached the untying of the knot.

Mirabilary n.-- one who, or a work which, narrates wonderful things; one who writes of wonders.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

by Marcin Szwaczko

Turns out Yankee Doodle sticking that feather in his hat had nothing to do with Kraft's noodly and cheesy concoction.


adj.-- Composed of or characterized by Latin words mixed with vernacular words or non-Latin words given Latin endings.

How's that for a mind fuck? The song was macaronic in and of itself and it mentioned macaroni. That's meta before meta was meta. 

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

It happens especially when the sun begins spending more time with us, when the wind is a more comfortable warm, when the birds start to sing and chirp and carry on just because they feel like it: Wanderlust. That feeling that you need to see something other than the same old horizon. New trees, new bees, newbies. I've done a little research(because I'm a bit of a planner) and it turns out that travel doesn't take much money, just time. Take the time to move and be moved. Cross some fucking borders.


PAIR is the first syllable and if you're gentle with it, it will turn you on. Be kind, be soft. Feel the vowels deep in your throat as the cords vibrate. Don't roll this R. As a matter of fact, treat it like an Aussie and move around it like a wallaby in the road. The second E should schwa out of your way if you steer correctly. The next GRUH could use a little hairlip--Elvis. Then the last NAYshun syllables just pop out like setting the parking brake. Don't hold that N. Let it go.

n.--- a travelling from place to place; a wandering.

Fly, my Pretties. Leave the nests and explore those other lands. Sweetly. And with open hearts.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

Maybe you have never committed murder. Perhaps you've never embezzled billions of dollars or shipped kilo after kilo of black tar heroin across international borders. You probably messed up somewhere along the way though. If only just for yourself, you may need some Expiation.

n.-- atonement

Anything that starts with the X sound is sexy. XXX, e.g. Then we move quickly to the PEE-AY part of the word. Almost diphthong but not quite. Make sure it's smooth, baby. The last syllable is an easy SHUN. The key to saying this word is to cock your head slightly to the side and move your eyes up to the corners in an effort to look mischievous. Leave 'em wondering if you're truly repentant.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

by Auguste Marceau

It starts with a simple PURRRR, like the sound of a content kitten. Don't be afraid to roll the R right there at the end before you bring your sweet bottom lip under your porcelain upper teeth for the F. Then ID is the next syllable. The id is something to keep ever at the forefront of your mind. After that softly spoken D bring on the final little turn: IOUS. EE-usssssssss...And hold that S the way we whisper sweetnothings.


adj.-- deliberately faithless; deceitful; treacherous

Be wary,  my sweet ones. This is a sexy sounding word but its sound belies its usage. Or does it...

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Sunday Zen

(the cosmic microwave background radiation)

There is a theory that states that if ever anybody discovers exactly what the universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable...There is another theory that states that this has already happened. --Douglas Adams

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

When the cold wind blows and the sun visits so infrequently, our first instinct is to huddle and hide. Curl under the supposed security of that fleece blanket and wait it out. Perhaps that is not the answer. Perhaps we should fight against that urge and spread ourselves out to catch, capture, and collaborate with each spare ray of light.


F-R makes your bottom lip creep out from under your teeth. At the end we get to let that S sound slide and slip and linger.

noun -- the process of putting forth leaves.

Put forth your leaves, darlings. Open your foliage to the things that are here today. Do not wait for warmer weather. Embrace the cold and let it become a part of you.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Sunday Zen

"It's enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment." -- Gabriel García Márquez

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week

One definitely needs some fresh air and sunshine this time of year. We're almost locked indoors, staring through panes of glass, watching the grey clouds float by, huddling with blankets to ward off the cold wind that seems to penetrate to our bones, longing to loose ourselves and frolic with childlike glee among a welcoming Mother Nature and her progeny. 

Jump in the car, darlings. We're headed to the shore. Salt water will heal all those emotional wounds. Let the waves carry your troubles away. 


n.-- a passion for the sea. 

I can hear the sirens calling.