I took my friend and her son to the Renaissance Festival last weekend and a good time was had by all. He was especially thrilled by the extra-large bag of kettle corn, from which we filled his personal little paper bag in astonishing frequency.
During the course of our wanderings, we came across a tent where a calligrapher was working on signs as requested by customers. The lady was friends with my friend and they chatted for a bit while I watched to make sure the youngling did not cause any disasters.
At one point, the lady asked me if I was a writer. I said yes, thank you for noticing. My friend looked surprised and wondered how the lady could have guessed that and she replied that I used a lot of words that most people don’t use.
I laughed in acknowledgement and told her that I adored words and, despite occasional accusations of being an elitist, was not shy about using the wide vocabulary I have learned and earned over the years.
Now, depending on the target audience, I will restrict the variety of words I use when writing, but even for a younger audience, I feel that offering an expanded vocabulary creates an opportunity for the occasional unknown words.
As for my speaking habits, well, what can I say, it must be the writer in me.