Vocabulary Soup #17: Melancholy

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mel·an·chol·y /ˈmɛlənˌkɒli/ [mel-uhn-kol-ee]
plural -chol·ies, adjective
mel·an·chol·i·ly, adverb; mel·an·chol·i·ness, noun

-noun
1. a gloomy state of mind, esp. when habitual or prolonged; depression.
2. sober thoughtfulness; pensiveness.

-adjective4. affected with, characterized by, or showing melancholy; mournful; depressed: a melancholy mood

Comments

[gloryofmystory]

melancholy is my state of mine while writing my inexplicably, inexonerably, and indefatiguably impenetrable english paper.

in contrast, meloncholy is characterized by the state of having a disease where one perpetually is in fruit lust, specifically melons.

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eeeek, english paper. those are the worst.

fruit lust! <3 i'm having a serious case of apple lust right now. with the ever-present side of mango lust.

spoilers for 2.11 of Heroes

[takethesky87]

This feels strange, this hazy drift of peace of mind - so different from nearly six months ago,

(funny how time will fleet like a feathery dream but then hold you, trap you, muddle you through a moment like this one)

when cloudbursts carried him away. In those days he murmured melancholy in search of a face unfound: but in this moment he fears not, for the face fills his gaze like tears.

So strange, this sense of softness - his eyes are foggy, like frosted glass, and he says not to worry,

(don’t cry, Pete, we found each other again and that’s what counts, right? time belongs to us now, just us, our own little muddled moment)

but his lips are tired, and the words fall asleep in his throat.

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I don't know if that actually makes any sense, but it was a fun little experiment. :D

Also? Your journal is kind of awesome. Would it be cool if I friended you? :)

Re: spoilers for 2.11 of Heroes

[takethesky87]

Your profile insists that friending is cool, so I went ahead and did so, if that's okay. :)

Re: spoilers for 2.11 of Heroes

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O_O

Okay, see, when I feedback, I like to do this thing where I pick out lines if I can, and give specific reactions to that. But, but! The format you used here! I'm fangirling it quite a bit. Mmmmm, parentheses. And I love the pacing of it, the dream-like quality, the emotions mixed in with the poetry, and just, aaaaah. That last line is like a sweet exhale. ♥

And I have a completely free-for-all friending policy, so that's more than chill :D And worked out nicely, because I've been eyeing your journal for friending for a little while now. :)

Re: spoilers for 2.11 of Heroes

[takethesky87]

Hee! Your reaction makes me all kinds of happy. :D The format just sort of ... happened, and the whole thing is way out of my comfort zone, so ... thank you doubly for the fun vocabulary soup dealie and the super awesome feedback. :D

Aww, yay, we've been stalking each other without even knowing it! Haha, that's great. :P

[fantasticpants]

Hey, I need to know what's up with your brave_new_slash exchange fic - you were supposed to post yesterday. *Morally grey puppy eyes*

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Posting now! Sorry about that! *failed last night*

[fantasticpants]

's cool! Thank you! *Will read soon* :D

First time trying this...

[gradgirl_07]

He thought melancholy was one of those words left for heroines in Jane Austen novels, but here he was with Luke, feeling alone. This was supposed to be them, this was supposed to be good and right and happy. But after never been good and right and happy, why did he expect to find that when he fell in love the first time?

Re: First time trying this...

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Oh, Noah! *grabs him in a huge hug* This is especially sad because it's so realistic. Learning to be happy can be a whole journey in itself, one I really think we're seeing Noah go on.

whoaLuke (also first time! Thanks gradgirl for the prod!)

[anonymous]

The blinking lights on the Christmas tree were supposed to cause visions of sugarplum fairies or stockings of chocolates to dance in the heads of all those in any kind of near proximity. But tonight they were merely the source of his melancholy. All he could remember was last Christmas...

Last Christmas, watching that tall brunet sitting on the floor, reading that old story out loud, the one he, himself, had long memorized by now, but that his sisters still loved to hear... Last Christmas, with Natalie in his lap, and Faith curled up next to his boyfriend... Last Christmas, when the girls ran downstairs well after midnight, just to hang up a stocking with their guest's name on it, so he wouldn't be forgotten in the madness that would ensue the next day. Last Christmas, snuggled in his arms, on the couch, in the middle of the living room for the whole family to see...

And this Christmas, that stocking sat in the box, forgotten, neglected, alone...

Re: whoaLuke (also first time! Thanks gradgirl for the prod!)

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Welcome! Always cool to see a new face :D

Oh, God, Luke. This is so very him, to think back on those times, wish he could fix things. And great use of the prompt! <3