11 Years of BooknVolume ! #BlogMilestones

 

I’ve been here, I’ve been gone, but the words and imagery live on and on.

Ok, so I couldn’t help spinning a wee-little verse for the occasion, but 11 years is worth celebrating. At least, I think so 🙂  This unassuming little blog has been an integral part of my life for the past decade + 1 and so have YOU!

Happy BnVersary BooknVolume!

For those of you who have been with me since the start, I salute your intrepid tenacity to dive into my own personal form of madness.  The word-weaving has, at times, been crazy, but they do epitomize me (almost) perfectly, so I thought I’d share a few of my favourite words and hope they don’t leave you too rattled (though that has been my intent all along).

These are but wild and whirling words, my Lord.
I’m sorry they offend you, heartily. Yes faith, heartily.
(Hamlet : Act 1, Scene 5)

(It’s also been a while since I made you read Shakespeare, but hopefully that wasn’t too painful)

Now, since my thoughts are flying in a rather confusing array of directions, at least at the present moment, I thought I would preface this post with the aforementioned disclaimer before I end up lost somewhere in the wilds of Uzbekistan with you sitting there with that particularly enchanting, though perhaps somewhat frustrated (at least for you) and puzzled expression on your face that most people end up having when they sit down to read one of my whirling posts, most particularly on day’s such as this when the words are flowing faster than I can logically keep up with, though often, depending upon the moon’s cycle or how much chocolate and/or caffeine I may have had before sitting down to begin writing, it can be a rather bewildering experience; whereat, being the kindhearted soul that I am, and never wishing to intentionally lead someone into a grammatical quagmire, as I am for all intents and purposes a good soul ( though you and I both know that even good souls have halo’s that glow neon red now and again) I shall endeavor to use this moment of perplexity to point out that I did warn you, my dearest readers, very early on in our relationship (that being the early days of BnV) that I do have the most annoying (or potentially amusing, dependant, once again, upon the aforementioned phase of the moon or chocolate/caffeine ingestion) predilection to run off on wild tangents of verbosity that would make even Charles Dickens’s head ache, but let that go.

Word Count: 257
Sentences: 1
Passive Sentences: 0
Flesch-Kincaid Grade Level 52.2 …. YES!!!!!!!!!!! (My work is done here.  You’re Welcome)

It is moments such as this that give me the oddest, yet greatest pleasure and were, during my high school years, opportunities for me to stretch my writing skills to such degrees that my English professor (a very good soul indeed who loved words nearly as much as I did/do) resorted to noting that my fondness for crafting compound-complex sentences on the backs of my test papers during the remaining time I had in class (because I often finished the tests early, being rather good in English class, perhaps not entirely surprisingly) and then diagramming them for the sheer delight of doing so was, in his opinion, a very strong indicator that I had, either, some form of mental derangement not yet diagnosed, or, I was a word-smith in the making. (ooooh Flesch-Kincaid Grade Level 53.8! Marvelous! )

You may at this moment tend to agree, and I would not argue the fact, but before I leave you with that beautifully muddled expression I strive to endow, please allow me to bestow this final thought:

To Write; To Paint with Words as an Artist Bedecks his canvas with hues and shades and layers of pigmentation; To Sing a Melody upon which the gaze may Linger and over which the Heart may Muse again and again; To Create visual Splendour with grammar and language that is, perhaps, fundamentally underutilized or neglected ( and to use Capitalization in the most extraordinarily bewildering, manner), to me, is the most Beguiling form of Intoxication in which I could ever take Pleasure and, for you, Dear Intrepid Reader, to Undertake the Journey; to Brave the Frontier of Superfluous Verbosity and reach the shore with a Smile (though, perchance, to some extent exhausted), is a far more Rewarding Endeavor to me than most others.

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In taking stock today, I know without a shred of doubt,

YOU are the Blessing that keeps on giving, day after day and year after year.

Thank You for sharing my journey of words, creativity, and inspiration!

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~Morgan~