Meandering our way through the alphabet via the A-to-Z blogging challenge, today we’re stopping at the letter Q. I’m creating an alphabetical manifesto of things I believe and delight me based on unusual words. Today let me introduce you to another archaic word quizzity.
Quizzity is defined as “strangeness; oddity.”
Oh how my heart is set aflutter by this. A little strangeness, a little oddity, some quizzity is just what makes the world so wonderful. Just rolling those words off my tongue fills me with a bit of excitement, prickles my curiosity sensors, and invites me to put on my wondering cap.
There is quizzity everywhere. Almost every morning I awake in that land, pondering the most recent dream which has sent its secret coded message for me to decipher. For example, today I’m wondering about the me that’s filled with thousands of microscopic versions of me who apparently keep watch of things from various locations in my body. I have windows in my feet, and viewing towers in the hair shafts on my head, and the pupils in my eyes are huge viewing portals. The miniature mes are constantly accessing things, consulting with one another, and deciding what responses to send out. I woke up as they were announcing a verdict to be issued: “A hare can hear the rose is sore.” Now tell me, is that a quizzity or not?
If you think about anything, REALLY think about it, it’s easy to fall into the enchanted world of quizzity. Look at a flower and taking in the beauty of the form and color and scent, move past it and start wondering at all those assorted parts that have evolved into that particular shade of loveliness. Isn’t pollination strange; aren’t those gorgeous big fat furry bumblebees truly creatures of oddness; why do apples have seeds inside formed in the shape of a star? Where did the expression “step on a crack, break your mother’s back” come from?
I remember very clearly the first time I saw a Joseph Cornell box and thought how perfectly wonderful it was in its oddness. I remember how curious I was to both glimpse the world through the eyes that saw things that way, AND then the immediate accompanying thought that perhaps my eyes saw things in arrangements that no one else did as well. And how exciting that was!
Quizzity is what fuels curiosity for me. It engages me. How lucky are we to live in a world filled with a vastness of strange and wonderful things? Speaking of odd, one of the things I enjoy is vintage images including old advertising. Here’s one that delights my sense of strange.
I want to live in a world that appreciates quizzity, and I want my love of oddity and strangeness to help keep wonder in my brain and delight in my heart.
What about you? What strangeness has captured your attention lately? What odd word has been fascinating you? Do you love strange vintage images advertising equally strange patent medicines? Do tell – you know I love to hear.