Word Nerd’s Delight

Mondegreen! That’s the official term for a misheard phrase or lyric. Such a thing can also be called an “aural malapropism,” or so I read, but that sounds like a term your doctor would use to describe a lump in your ear canal.

Mondegreen not only sounds better, but it is that which it describes. As the story goes, the writer Sylvia Wright, as a child, misunderstood the lyrics of “The Bonny Earl of Murray,” hearing “Lady Mondegreen” instead of “laid him on the green.” She wrote about this phenomenon in an article and the word seems to have stuck.

Ye Highlands and Ye Lowlands,
Oh, where haw ye been?
They hae slay the Earl of Murray,
And laid him on the green.

Tough luck for the Earl of Murray, but the Lady Mondegreen avoids the slayage by virtue of her nonexistence.

My Faithful Reader asked me for more mondegreens and I wish I had some good ones. Right now, all I have is a rather sad Bon Jovi example. You know that song “Living on a Prayer”? Of course you do. I always thought the lyrics said,

“Take my hand and we’ll make it out square.”

I always wondered what that meant exactly, but it wasn’t until recently that I realized the lyrics actually say,

“Take my hand and we’ll make it, I swear.”

There will be more mondegreens later, I swear.

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Four Down

Four down and ten to go in the Vonnegut Marathon. Next up is God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater. I think I’ll start it at the beginning of August.

I read this book a few years ago, but I don’t remember too much about it. I recall liking it, but not enough to put it on my list of favorites. It will be interesting to see how it hits me this time around.

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Insistence

My Faithful Reader is insistent.

Did you pack yet? Have you finished packing? Why aren’t you packing? Is your suitcase full? Did you remember everything? Go pack some more!

I am relaxed.

Yes. I have shoes and socks and shirts and all sorts of other things, including things I probably don’t need. OK?

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Cat’s Cradle

Wow! Cat’s Cradle is just as good now as it was all those years ago.

Grade: A+

Cat’s Cradle is a very fast read. I got through it in two nights. I was surprised at how much I remembered, including the fact that one of the secondary characters is a professional indexer who claims to be able to glean character traits of an author just be reading his or her index. She says, “Never index your own book.” I think there’s something in that. I believe you can learn things about people by examining how they categorize the stuff of life. And that’s probably why I remembered her character—I was afraid that she was right!

Kurt Vonnegut is often called a humorist or a satirist, but almost always with either “black” or “dark” as a caveat. Cat’s Cradle is an amusing book, but not a happy one. Of the four I’ve read so far during this marathon, it’s the most downbeat, but it also highlights some of the most interesting quirks of human nature. It suits my sense of humor and it makes me think. It’s a keeper.

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Blue Funk

I may or may not have fallen into a trap, but I definitely fell into a blue funk. I didn’t cheer up until I thought of a plan that would allow me to avoid 16 hours of solo long-distance driving but still do all of the activities I have planned for the upcoming week. Thank God for airplanes. I hope that spending a week away from home, walking on the beach and doing nothing more taxing than looking for fossilized sharks’ teeth, will dispel any last vestiges of depression. I won’t have Internet access, so I’m cheating time again and arranging for posts to magically appear while I’m gone. During the week after, I’ll regale you with stories of all the fun things that I did on my vacation. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll even have some pictures to post!

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One Hundred

This is Chick’s hundredth post.

She has written to you (the world) exactly 100 times. It doesn’t matter that you weren’t listening. The point is that she wrote.

But don’t be fooled—almost anyone who loves reading enough to write about it (like Chick does) probably dreams of being a successful author herself someday. Book-review posts and journal entries and even cute little rhymes are all well and good, but they may be distractions from a greater goal. If she ever questions her lack of writing accomplishments, those posts will provide a very good self-defense, because she has, in fact, written something, if not what she really wanted to write.

Has she fallen into a trap?

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The Egypt Game

I finished The Egypt Game by Zilpha Keatley Snyder last night.

Grade: B+

I bet I would have loved The Egypt Game if I had read it as a child. Coming from a suburb, I enjoyed stories set in more urban areas, which seemed so much more exciting and dangerous. I was also fascinated by Egyptology. This book would have been perfect for me.

Reading it from a strictly adult perspective, I often felt like I could see the cogs of the author’s brain turning, places where she made deliberate choices instead of letting the characters develop naturally. Though it felt contrived in a lot of ways (the balanced racial mix of the characters, for example), it had a solid plot and a satisfactory ending, which is more than I can say for a lot of books. Children who are just looking for a fun story will find it in The Egypt Game.

My copy of the book was already tanned with age and slightly warped when I started to read it. By the time I finished, it was starting to split. I am going to give it away and hope that it stays together long enough to earn a special place in some young reader’s library.

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Harry Potter Strikes Back

We went to see the new Harry Potter movie (Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix) earlier tonight. I really liked it. I think it’s the best so far. The acting has really improved, and I was particularly impressed by the performances of Radcliffe (Harry) and Grint (Ron).

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Busy, Busy Bees

Everywhere I looked for bees,
Under trees,
Behind my knees.
I only found a tiny few.
How they flew!
But none I knew.
Where be my busy honeybees?

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Where Be the Bees?

I carefully navigated the clovered lawn this afternoon, recalling keenly the sharp sting of the honeybee and knowing that open-toed shoes were an open invitation to pain. The effort was wasted. Not a single bee did I see. Perhaps they were all napping after a long day’s busy work.

It ain’t summer until the bees buzz. I will look for them tomorrow earlier in the day.

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