They married a year later, on the same date they’d met. Thirty years later, she died on that same date. Yesterday.
Snow turned to rain, to slush and vanished. There would never be snow in his life again. All his rooms were empty.
(Zool.)Bearing a horn, or horns, on the nose, as the rhinoceros.
Some unicorns are among insects; as those four kinds of nasicornous beetles described by Muffetus. Brown’s V. Err.
Origin
nasus, “nose”, and cornu, “horn”.
Webster’s Revised Unabridged Dictionary, published 1913 by C. & G. Merriam
Other bloggers have expressed an interest in JSW prompts. Like I’ve always said, the more the merrier. If the urge strikes you to write off the prompt, please feel free to do so. You can link back to my original post and I will reblog your story onto A Writer’s Life. Please try to keep your response under 500 words for the sake of the reader’s time. Also, please do not write anything unfit for younger readers as I have no idea whether any of my followers are under 18.
I am trying to get onto a weekly schedule, posting the prompt on Mondays. This would give you at least a week to respond. If you need longer, go for it. Just remember to copy the prompt into your reply.
So, that said, the prompt for this week is:
“REALLY?”
“Really.”
He calmed himself with effort. “So, what you are saying is this can’t be a crisis because you are TOO busy?”
“No, I am simply saying we can’t have a crisis. This may be a crisis but, because I am too busy today, you will simply have to schedule it in for another day.”
“Oh for God’s sake! Just when I thought there was no way for you to get any more conceited you come up with this shit.”
Thomas frowned. “You know I don’t allow cursing in my office.”
Another long breath. Count to ten. Twenty. Forty. “Apparently you don’t allow much into your office. Certainly not anything practical.”
“Just get out and let me attend to my scheduled business.”
He stormed out, smile crossing his lips as soon as the door closed behind him. Now for part two.
“If the character doesn’t change, the story hasn’t happened yet.”
― Donald Miller, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years: What I Learned While Editing My Life
1660-70
Example
The remains of both cuniculus torquatus and of Myodus lemmus have beenfound in British pleistocene deposits.
“How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.
Uhtceare
Uhtceare is an Old English word for “waking up before dawn and not being able to get back to sleep because you’re worried about something.” Uht (pronounced oot) was the hour before sunrise and ceare is the same as the modern English care. Sometimes the joy of discovering a strange word is the realization that other people have experienced that. It’s not just me who lies there waiting for the alarm clock. People have been suffering from uhtceare for over a thousand years.
(http://www.huffingtonpost.com/mark-forsyth/weird-phrases_b_4018105.html)
“Love, when you get fear in it, it’s not love any more. It’s hate.”
― James M. Cain, The Postman Always Rings Twice
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