Wednesday, 14 December 2016

Wordy Wednesday!


This weeks Wordy Wednesday word is one I stumbled upon a little while ago that I think is really beautiful and catches a really abstract feeling that I think we will all have felt at some point, but which has since caused a bit of a stir on the internet;

Sonder


- The realisation that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own - populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness - an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

What a beautiful description.

But where did this word come from, and is it actually a 'real word'?

There has been a lot of debate over the internet about the validity of this word. It appears to have been created by John Koenig, the author of The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, where it is listed along with the above definition, although there are claims that it was created on Tumblr before this. Either way you won't find this word listed in a typical English dictionary and there seems to be a lot of debate surrounding whether it should be taken seriously or left behind for fanciful minds to enjoy.

Personally I like it and would be happy to incorporate it into our lovely language.
But what do you think, do you love it, or hate it, or not really care that much at all?
Leave me a comment to let me know your thoughts on it.

'The early evening sun shone down on the busy London streets below, illuminating streets signs and shop fronts with a soft yellowy glow. It was just past six in the evening and the streets were still busy, perhaps busier than they had been all day, heaving with the footfall of hundreds of people making their way from work to home and home to work, pushing their way in and out of the doorways of shops and jostling each other for their share of the pavements that lined the busy roads. Most of them were in a hurry, their minds already three steps ahead of their slow and cumbersome bodies. In the midst of the frantic rush that is city life Claire dawdled, sticking to the inside edge of the pavement where she had less chance of being knocked out of the way by important looking people in important looking suits. She had nowhere to be that evening. She had finished work half an hour ago and there was nothing to do now except wander home, make herself some dinner, and curl up for the evening. There was no need to hurry. As she made her way down the busy street she watched the people rushing past, thinking about their faces and their clothes and their wives and their lives. She wondered where they were going and what they were thinking, if they were happy or sad, or somewhere in between. As she was watching and thinking Claire felt a strange yet strong sense of sonder settle over her, there were so many of them, these people, and that was just the ones she could see.'


Can you use this word in a short piece of prose, flash fiction or poetry?
Comment it below and share the creativity!

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