Some words are like music to my ears

I’ve always loved the written word. That fondness began long before I entertained the idea of writing as a profession. In great part that love stems from the stories people create with words – adventure, mystery, thought-provoking turns of phrase, history or transportation to other places and times (whether real or imaginary). Sometimes I’m amazed at the products people can spin from mere words.

But on another level, there are many words I love just for themselves – for how they sound or the images they conjure in my brain. I’m sure plenty of folks don’t perceive words almost as though each was an individual personality, but I’m equally certain there are other people (like me) who do. Overall, I suppose words are for me what music is for many other people.