This morning I kept thinking that today’s letter for the A to Z challenge was W. Every time I remembered otherwise, it was with some disappointment, since every time, I had come up with a great W story. So I’m saving them up.
Then I found the word I’d stored up at the end of March: xenomorphic. It means “having a form not it’s own”. Don’t you love finding unusual words?
A short story quickly formed itself in my mind related to this delightful word. But I’m a tease. I’m not going to write the story here, either. I’m going to type it up and send it off to a children’s magazine. It’s been too long since I’ve done that.
This word, though. It’s mysterious. Potentially creepy. A little bit magic. No doubt there are gobs of stories waiting to be written about something-or someone-with a form not it’s own. My mind immediately goes to the imaginary, but can you think of anything in real life with a xenomorphic nature? I’m curious about this one!