Special post today with a blog tour from Rose Zarelli for her new book Confessions of an Angry Girl. I shall hand you straight over to Rose and a little fun with words!
Words You Can Chew On
Rose Zarelli from Confessions of an Angry Girl
(as spontaneously dictated to Louise Rozett, in the form of an acrostic poem)
(Yes, I am that smart. And I love vocabulary. So sue me.)
R is for Retribution, aka, payback. Sometimes it goes your way, sometimes it doesn’t. Deal with it.
O is for Ornery. So I’m cranky sometimes. What’s it to you?
S is for Superfluous, which is how I feel a lot of the time (unnecessary, unneeded, unessential, un- un- un-...).
E is for Enlightenment, which is basically a profound kind of insight. I would like to be more acquainted with this than I am.
Z is for zealot. In America, this basically means “cheerleader.”
A is for Appalling. If your dad gets blown up by a bomb in Iraq, someone might say to you, “That’s appalling.” At which point you can say, in a seriously sarcastic tone, “No. Really?! I had no idea.”
R is for Release. I believe this is a synonym for “letting go,” which is what everyone tells you you’re going to have to do after your dad has been blown up by a bomb in Iraq.
E is for Expiate. This means to make up for doing something wrong. Not that I would know anything about that.
L is for Lachrymose. It’s an adjective. It basically means being a crybaby. Again, I wouldn’t know anything about that.
L is for Lambast. This means to really, really let someone have it. Like what my mother did to me after I came home from a dance in a police car.
I is for Isolation, which is what you experience if you do your own thing when people are expecting you to be a good little sheep and follow along dumbly