In no particular order, here is a list of some of my favorite words, mostly because of how they sound, the mouthfeel as they are pronounced, and how they echo in my mind:
Caramel. Ark of the Covenant*. Unicorn. Chess. Blizzard. Gloom. Lipstick. Pendulum. Doubloon. Sherlock. Wisp. Poodle. Snowflake.
*Technically, that’s a phrase, but it’s really part and parcel of one thing.
I was enjoying a piece of caramel the other day, not worrying about smearing my lipstick, when a unicorn pranced by. I’m no Sherlock Holmes, but I know an opportunity when I see one, so I immediately challenged her to a game of chess. It is a well-known fact that unicorns are terrible at chess, but they will grant you one (reasonable) wish if they lose a game of chess to you. And if they win, nothing terrible happens. They just disappear into thin air with a little rainbow puff – a wisp of rainbow smoke, which is actually beautiful.
When we began to play, suddenly the sky darkened. I shivered, because even though this had been a mild winter, a blizzard was expected the next day. That’s how the weather is here in Colorado, always swinging to and fro, as if on a pendulum. The darkening sky looked like gloom and doom, but I’ve always enjoyed a good blizzard. There is something about its swirling torrent, and its end-of-the-world darkness, though, that makes me think about that scene in Indiana Jones – the one when the Ark of the Covenant is opened, and the wrath of the Old Testament god is unleashed.
I played my strategy well, and in the end, won the game. The unicorn whinnied her surrender, and I wished for a real golden doubloon. And just like that, I was holding the thick, heavy, gleaming coin in my hand. The unicorn bowed her lovely head and disappeared, with a little poof of a wisp, just before I saw the first snowflakes begin to fall. I knew exactly what I was going to do with the money that would I get selling the doubloon - I would pay the adoption fee for a mixed-breed poodle. And the poodle and I would live in a fully-stocked luxury cabin in the woods, in the mountains, by the ocean.
I hurried on home, holding on to my newly won treasure.