Today’s post is brought to you by a word I love, as well as by the fact that I want to get some work on my novel and will be consequently a bit lazy about my blog.
Here’s the lightning round for what is my favorite word history to date: “Story” popped up in Middle English as “storie,” which came from the Old French estorie, which came from Latin historia, where the dictionary redirects us to the obvious modern cognate “history.”
The Romans stole historia from the Greek, who formed the word from their verb historein, which means “to inquire.” Older still is their nour histor: “learned man.” So why do stories matter? They are, at their hearts, the inquires of learned humans.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go pretend I’m a story writer until it becomes true.
Random Bonus: I just found a packet of lemon balm seeds that I misplaced a while ago. Where was it? In my dictionary, bookmarking “baffle.”