I don’t know how the rest of you are getting on with today’s X word in today’s A to Z Blogging Challenge, but I’ve been tearing my hair out trying to come up with a decent word.
Should I write about Xanthippe, the wife of Socrates, whose name meant “blonde horse” (charming!)? The lady whom Socrates chose for a wife, due to her feisty spirit?:
“It is the example of the rider who wishes to become an expert horseman: “None of your soft-mouthed, docile animals for me,” he says; “the horse for me to own must show some spirit in the belief, no doubt, if he can manage such an animal, it will be easy enough to deal with every other horse besides. And that is just my case. I wish to deal with human beings, to associate with man in general; hence my choice of wife. I know full well, if I can tolerate her spirit, I can with ease attach myself to every human being else.”
(Again… bloody charming!)
Or should I write about Xanthocyanopsy: a form of colour blindness where only yellow and blue can be distinguished (rumoured to include Vincent Van Gogh as one of its sufferers)?:
Perhaps I should write about the fact that I have a three-tier X system at the end of my text messages. My nearest and dearest get three X’s, whilst those less close (though whom I still have a fondness for) get two X’s. If you get one X, I’m probably just being polite.
No kisses? Sorry pal: you’re in the doghouse for something, and you’d better apologise immediately.
Seeing as it’s Friday, I’ve decided not to waffle on about any of the above subjects. Instead, I shall inflict upon you all, a lovely piece of Xylophone music from 1940, arranged by Haskell W. Harr called Mexicali Rose. Enjoy!
P.S – I am offline for the next EIGHT hours to work on the WIP. I shall come visit your lovely selves once I’ve put in my writing shift! x