Simple Lessons for Boys of All Ages

Gentlemen, are you having some trouble with the ladies? If so, remember back to when you were nine; apparently, that is when you had all the answers. Or so it would seem after reading, “How to Talk to Girls”, whose author, Alec Greven, is a nine-year-old love guru from Castle Rock, Colorado.

Alec’s book is an extremely quick read and reiterates the lessons that young boys learn and men forget. Notably, Alec points out that girls win most arguments and have most of the power. “If you know that now,” offers Alec, “things might be easier.” This tip alone makes the $9.99 price tag inconsequential. But, Alec goes on to offer a wealth of tips.

Alec points out that there is a girl for every boy and that the trick is to find the right girl for you. “Girls are everywhere,” Alec observes but warns against spreading yourself too thin. “If you try for too many girls you … might end up with nobody.”

Alec also warns that the right girl might not be the drop-dead gorgeous one. “If you are really confident,” suggests Alec, “go for the pretty girl. But the best choice for most boys is a regular girl. Remember, some pretty girls are cold-hearted when it comes to boys.”

Alec’s book will help any man traverse a relationship from the initial greeting, through the flowers-and-compliment phase, through the possible break-up. If the relationship doesn’t work out, take heart; Alec’s final tidbit: Life is hard, move on.

I heart Words

I love words. I love tiny words that are anything but diminutive; and gargantuan words that are, in fact, minute. I adore knowing the meaning of an obscure word only because I recognize its Spanish cousin. I cherish professors like Dr. Fries who, although a history professor, started each class by scrawling a word-of-the-day on Misericordia's chalkboards. I own the word plethora because it made frequent appearances on his board - though I am, somewhat, sadden that few people ever use it. I envy languages that have 37 words to describe snow; I revel in Latin music with its declaration of love absent of the actual word. I stop reading an intriguing paragraph to jot down 'peripatetic - moving or traveling from place to place' and marvel at the sound of the word - its rhythm hinting at its meaning.

In thanks to both words and those who have shared them with me, I will pay homage to as many as possible. Stop by for a visit: Words I Love.

Words I Love: Leonine

Everything about him was leonine. Even without his work boots on, he stood well over six feet tall and, as his age progressed, his lean body had given way to a hale and heartier stock. His inherited wide shoulders, having grown wider through a lifetime spent on sports, had always prevented lovers from wrapping their arms completely around him. Careless in his upkeep, his golden blond hair was allowed to grow long and danced irreverently in the wind; his facial hair, equally disheveled, was thick, coarse and enveloped the majority of his beautiful face – keenly camouflaging the predatory hazel eyes.


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Main Entry: le·o·nine
Pronunciation: \ˈlē-ə-ˌnīn\
Function: adjective
: of, relating to, suggestive of, or resembling a lion


"leonine." Merriam-Webster Online Dictionary. 2008.
Merriam-Webster Online. 18 November 2008

Introducing: Paulina

Since this is our first date, I will keep my introduction short, sweet, and polite.

My name is Paulina and, after more decades than I care to admit, I recognize that I am a writer. I possess countless skills; I've performed in a variety of disciplines; I've succeeded in many definitions. But when all that I have become is stripped away, when I am naked and raw, when I am closest to my purest, I am a writer.

"The Honored Quill" is my commitment to my naked, raw, glorious self.