Let’s begin with the assumption that I am a fairly talented wordsmith.
Before I say anything especially important, I have a few small digressions to make:
Digression the first – why wordsmith? Why not wordwright, like playwright or shipwright? Wordsmith makes me think of blacksmiths hammering out cold, dead things like horseshoes and nails and old-fashioned hinges. Shipwrights make boats, the best of which have delicate wooden ribs, can slice through the cold saltwater like knives, and creak and groan like living things.
Maybe bookwright is the word I want. Think we could get that into the OED?
Digression the second – I say “assumption” because, of course, talent is subjective. For instance, reading Wally Lamb’s She’s Come Undone made me want to claw my own eyes out, but I know a lot of smart, well-read people who sincerely enjoyed it.
No, but seriously, that book is terrible. It was…
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