In reading that story, I also learned the word flaner, with a circumflex over the a, meaning to walk without a specific destination, just sort of absorbing the atmosphere. I haven't found a comparable word in English, yet.
Amble? Not quite it, I guess.
I like flaner a lot. I also like TO flaner a lot.
In reading that story, I also learned the word flaner, with a circumflex over the a, meaning to walk without a specific destination, just sort of absorbing the atmosphere. I haven't found a comparable word in English, yet.
Interesting. I'm lazy and don't often look up words I don't know. I usually just put them into context, which, yes, lazy. So, that's interesting to know.
William Wilson is predictable now because the doppelganger plot has been done a brazillion times since then. It's like Shakespeare is full of cliches.
Are you reading "Mask of the Red Death" or "The Fall of the House of Usher"?
Are you reading "Mask of the Red Death" or "The Fall of the House of Usher"?
Nope. Neither of those. Should I?
"Mast of the Red Death" is an allegory that still seems fresh to me, and "The Fall of the House of Usher" is cheesy fun. It's where all the overwrought Vincent Price horror movies came from.
Ah...will make note and read tonight before I return the book to the library.
In reading that story, I also learned the word flaner, with a circumflex over the a, meaning to walk without a specific destination, just sort of absorbing the atmosphere. I haven't found a comparable word in English, yet.
Amble? Not quite it, I guess.
Meander? Wander? Stroll? Ramble? Roam? Traipse? Saunter?
eta...
Rove?
Meander is good!
I love words. Where is it they have, like, thirty different words for snow?
You could also read the Dupin stories, since Poe is often credited with inventing the modern detective story and many of its plots. "Murders in the Rue Morgue" is a locked-room mystery, "The Purloined Letter" is about hiding a clue in plain sight, etc.
I think the urban legend is about the Inuit, but the original number (whatever it was) was a gross exaggeration. I still like the the truthiness of it -- that a people will have a lot of specific terms for something that looms importantly in their collective experience. I riffed on that for my Nana's eulogy -- pre-Google -- so I unknowingly perpetuated the urban legend. Go me.