And now for the grand finale (yes, it’s true) of Save-a-Word Saturday! For any who need a reminder of/never knew what that means, here’s how it goes:
1) Create a post linking back to the hosts, The Feather and the Rose.
2) Pick an old word you want to save from extinction to feature in the post. (If you find yourself in want of options, Feather ‘n’ Rose recommended a site that may have some word-lovers drooling. Luciferous Logolepsy. Even its name is old and delicious!)
3) Provide a definition of your word, and use it in a sentence/short paragraph/mini story vaguely related to the particular week’s chosen theme.
4) Sign up properly on the host post’s linky list so participants can easily find each other and share their logophilistic joy.
5) Be a hero by sharing these retro words with the world!
The final theme: Finale.
The word: “Panegyric”, a noun meaning “a lofty oration or writing in praise of a person or thing; a eulogy”.
Will Scarlet stares ahead, expression dazed, the threat of tears in his twitching eye. “I can’t believe it’s ending.”
“All things do,” Allyn replies, though not without sympathy. “But we’ve made a good show of it, have we not? Every week since the ninth of February – nine whole months of Saturdays out of the year-long existence of the blog hop – we’ve married archaic words with arbitrary themes whilst sharing small glimpses of our story-world that even devoted readers of our future ‘Outlaws of Avalon’ trilogy would not otherwise have seen. That is a feat worth remembering with pride, and—”
“I don’t want to hear a panegyric, minstrel!” Will moans in frustration. “I don’t want to lay a lily on the grave of my beloved Save-a-Word Saturdays!”
“A rose, then?” Allyn suggests. “Perhaps a feather, as well?”
“I see what you did there. Seriously, though, we can’t let this end here. I need my Saturdays in the spotlight. More than that: My adoring fangirls need them!”
“But the event’s creators have declared this to be the finale.”
“Yeah, okay,” Will says, pacing back and forth as his mind’s mechanics pick up speed. “So we create a new event. One curtain falls, another rises. Our author’s still got a blog, and we’ve still got mad showmanship skillz. I’ve got it!” He snaps his fingers and spins around to point at Allyn. “Remember that thing we did, once? The ‘Peter and the Wolf’’ thing?”
An involuntary expression of pained horror crosses Allyn’s face. “You’re not suggesting a resurrection of ‘Will and Allyn’s Storytime Musical Theatre’, are you?”
“One better: ‘Will and Allyn’s Interactive Theatre’!”
“Right, that’s the acronym. Just think of it!” Will spreads his hands before him, eyes dancing with a manic light. “Every Saturday, you and I and potentially other members of the Merry Men and the ‘Outlaws’ cast in general can do more or less as we’ve been doing all along, except instead of working with themes and ancient words, we’ll be working with suggestions from the audience!”
“What kind of suggestions?” Allyn asks uneasily.
Will Scarlet grins. “Anything they want. They can toss out words or phrases we’ve got to include, a prop to use, a prompt to run with… anything. We will ‘Yes, And’ the heck out of it like the professional improvisers we are, the audience will wet themselves laughing, and the public attention requirement for my fragile ego’s health will be met. Winning all around.”
“Well,” Allyn says, bracing for the inevitable, “I suppose if the readers would be interested…”
“Pfft, ‘suppose’. Why suppose anything when we can know for a fact? Go on, all you beautiful reader people.” Will gestures to the comment section below with a smile of anticipation. “Lay it on us: What do you want to see next?”
10 thoughts on ““Panegyric” or “The End of Save-a-Word Saturday””
Will’s got a fun energy going here, and I think he just may be on to something. Or on something. But. Yes, Definite smiling nod of approval here. I can’t wait to read the Outlaws of Avalon and am always delighted with each fresh glimpse I get into their heads, into their world. It’s as if they actually exist 😉
“Whoo-hoo, smiling nods of approval! …and insinuations of substance abuse, hahaha! Just another day in the Scarlet life (on which one can get quite legally high, winky-smile). Thanks for the encouragement, Ann!”
As if he needs it. X)
Wet socks. 😀
Will thrusts a finger at the comment above. “Mark that down, somebody! Put it in the idea hat! Someday, someway, this show shall involve wet socks!”
And peanut brittle. Because who doesn’t love peanut brittle? (And even if you’re allergic to peanuts…you can still love the brittle, right?)
“Mmmmm, peanut brittle! Yes,” Will says, already crunching away, “let us by all means include that.”
Gasp! It’s over?! No more archaic words to memorize?! *sobs quietly for a moment, then takes a deep, shaky breath*. Well, I would love to see Merlin pulling a prank, actually. Preferably on Will. 😉
Oooooh-hoo-hoo… Yes, yes, yes, that would be such a long time coming!
“Er, into the idea hat it goes,” says Will, looking nervous.
A musical comedy!
“Not again!” Allyn moans.
Will laughs and adds the idea to the pile. “We are going to have so, so much fun in the Saturdays to come…”