lugubrious:(adjective) exaggeratedly or affectedly mournful; dismal
Traversing
Nevada’s lugubrious landscape tends
to lull me to sleep.
As a
senior at Mascoutah Community High School I took five semesters of English: AP
Literature (2 semesters), Advanced Communications, Creative Writing, and Detective
Fiction. When I registered for school that summer, the counselor had wanted to
place me in honors physics and calculus (based on my past course work), but my
math ACT score guaranteed that I didn’t need any more arithmetic training, and
science and I didn’t get along very well, so I told her where to put those
classes since I already knew what I wanted to do with my life. Granted, she
wasn’t very helpful with finding scholarships after that.
Needless
to say, that year I read multifarious literature, and a disproportionate amount
was dark and brooding—some by choice, others (like Ethan Frome) not. The first mystery we read in Detective Fiction
was “The Murders in the Rue Morgue (1841)” by Edgar Allan Poe, considered by
some to be the first true detective story. I’m not sure if it was in that
story, or one of the other stories involving brilliant investigators and their
involvement in the lugubrious
details of the dregs of criminality, but I came across the word lugubrious in context and instantly
became enamored. It triggered something deep down in my writing self and began
a lugubrious period of my writing. Heart
of Darkness—now that’s lugubrious!
I worked the new word into a several poems (that I no longer have) and into
conversations until my communications teacher told me I was overusing it. She
didn’t like me anyway. (I have witnesses to back me up.)
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And
that isn’t cool enough, in Disney’s Hercules,
the henchmen Pain and Panic refer to their lord Hades as “Your Most Lugubriousness.” Who wouldn't want a
title like that? Don’t all raise your hands at once. And don’t worry; I’m not
as lugubriously-minded as I thought
I was as a senior.
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