“Defenestration,” Schmidt said, watching an airplane through the penthouse window. “It's a weird word, ain’t it, Paul?” Paul shrugged, having heard this speech from Schmidt before. “Are you gonna go on about that all morning? Again?” “Nah,” Schmidt replied, turning his gaze down toward the ground. “Only until Charlie lands.”
I read the story, looked up the definition of defenestration, and then read the story again. Wonderful play on both sides of the imagery created by the word. One of the words I love is enchant. Whether the simple root or enchanting or enchantment or enchanted, I always see an image and feel a tug. My feelings about it are always positive although I know it has a dark side. So much imagination in just one word. I imagine everyone has a word like that. Thanks for sharing one of yours in such a great story.
I read the story, looked up the definition of defenestration, and then read the story again. Wonderful play on both sides of the imagery created by the word. One of the words I love is enchant. Whether the simple root or enchanting or enchantment or enchanted, I always see an image and feel a tug. My feelings about it are always positive although I know it has a dark side. So much imagination in just one word. I imagine everyone has a word like that. Thanks for sharing one of yours in such a great story.