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Originally Posted by Prestidigitweeze
Whereas for me, looking up words is like savoring the nuances of a presentation of perfectly confected truffles, or the variations between vivid-colored wings in a lepidopterist's display. I even love the vocabulary of difficult poetry, which can taste like a dense chocolate cake with seemingly infinite layers of different fillings or, alternately, fill the eye like a mixture of nacreous coprolite and glittering adamantine stones.
When a fiction writer employs a rich vocabulary, I revel in it. The only time I don't like it is when a writer uses an odd word to impress you and then stands there pointing at it (David Foster Wallace, I'm gazing at your well-intentioned ghost).
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Maybe you should become a Philologist! [nudge] I've had a bit of a hankering for it but I'm horrible with languages... *sigh*