Hello my roving rhymesters! Here I am with your weekly Word List, a day early this time! I have been mulling changing the day to post because the first few days have been a ghost town; most people seem to show up at the end of the week. Thoughts?
Anyway, our source this week is a novel by "Mary Westmacott", a pseudonym used by the famous mystery writer Agatha Christie for her non mystery novels. This one was kindly recommended to me by my friend Queen Cool Dora and is called "Absent in the Spring." I'll include now my review from Goodreads.com:
My Goodreads review of "Absent In The Spring" by Mary Westmacott (Agatha Christie writing under a pseudonym). 5/5 stars.
I know all too well the type of person that the unreliable--even, or especially, to herself--narrator of this novel is. Joan is unwilling to face reality even as it goes on relentlessly right in front of her face. She's shallow, judgy, materialistic, surface, and possesses an iron conviction that everyone else is confused, shabby, pitiable, and most of all, absolutely in need of her expert guidance. She's a prig, a meddler, a busybody, and a snob, still blundering through life as the perfect student from St. Anne's, her girlhood school. She doesn't set out to be cruel--in fact she thinks herself the soul of kindness--but somehow she leaves a trail of injured, damaged loved ones in her wake all the same. It's all a mystery to her until she finds herself stranded at a lonely desert "Rest House" waiting for a train that's been delayed by several days. There, she quickly runs out of distractions and diversions, and with no busy tasks to attend to or people to interact with (except for the three foreign workers there, and that fails utterly), she has time to do nothing but think and comes face to face with her true self, and she doesn't much like it. The scales finally fall from her eyes, as it were, but will her new and unwonted self-knowledge stay with her when she finally gets back home in familiar, comfortable surroundings? Read it and find out.
What we do here is to use at least 3 of the 20 words provided in a new, original poem of our own. Then just link up, visit others, and don't get lost in the desert afterward like Joan in the novel. This prompt remains active through Sunday.
And now, your List:
alarm
amusement
bitter
capricious
competent
dubious
far
impossible
lazy
nerves
quietly
recite
roving
satisfactory
stuffy
suffered
symbol
vision
warmhearted
watery