Did you ever stop to wonder where certain words came from? (OK, probably not. You all have busy lives, I know.) But if you did stop to think about it, you might be surprised to learn that a lot of words are actually eponyms.

According to an article on CNN article on CNN, a lot of odd words were actually named after people. Like the word 'dunce' was named after John Duns Scotus. A lot of people thought the guy's scientific theories were pretty dumb. Soon anyone with a dumb theory was a 'dunseman.' Later, the word morphed into the word we know today.

That's pretty bad.

There are some people who have accomplished good things, and their names have become words. Take Gabriel Fahrenheit's name, for example. I mean, everyone likes knowing what the temperature is and all.

But if my name were to become an eponym, what would it mean? Would 'pulling a Jessica' mean succeeding while be kind, generous, and all-together awesome? (An example of usage: Wow, Mike got voted captain of the football team today. He  deserves it because he works really hard and lead his team to victory. He really pulled a Jessica.)

More than likely though, 'pulling a Jessica' will come to mean spilling soda on your keyboard and having to call the computer guys to get you a new one.

I don't think I like that one bit.

So, what other words do you know that are eponyms? If your name becomes an eponym, what will it mean?

In the premiere issue of READ this year, we asked you to write a conclusion to the story Bad Blood. The following is how Carly Arias envisioned it continuing...

Beyond Bad Blood
 - Carly Arias, Grade 8

"Maybe." I said. I looked down at the highway ahead of me. "Then again, maybe not."

Those were the last words that I said to my dad that day. Now, after two years of road tripping, I'm finally going back to that little town in Ohio. My corvette, still red and delicious, has been my one an only love.

Every night all I can think about is poor old Mrs. Anderson dying alone. As I'm driving down the road to the old house and its memories all I can do is tremble. Tremble with the fear of remembering things. Tremble with the fear of seeing her ghost. Tremble thinking, "Did she die because of me?"

As I drove past her house, to my surprise the lights were on. As I got out of the car quietly, I saw a vague image of a man standing near the window. I went around back, peeked in, and immediately dropped to the floor. I blanked out and saw what was like a "movie" in my head about Mrs. Anderson looking at her son, Gary's, picture. Then I awoke. As I looked in the window again... the man was still standing there. I squinted to see his face... it was Gary!

I ran and jumped into the car. Quickly locking the doors I thought, "Is it Gary's ghost coming back to haunt me, or was he never really dead?"

I turned the car on and backed out of the driveway. Down the road about two miles or so was a motel. I checked in, got my stuff and headed into the room. The second I stepped in the room I got a whiff of something. It was neither bad nor good. It was familiar. It smelled like Mrs. Anderson's house. That dusty colonial smell.

The next day I drove past the house again and saw the door and windows open. So, I parked my car a little down the street and walked to the house. I walked in and saw Gary. He sprinted towards me and knocked me on the floor. He started to scream. "You! You are the one who killed her!" Then he vanished.

I drove as fast as I could back to the motel. I ran into the room, locked the door, and hid under the covers. I eventually decided that I would have to face my fears. The next day, I went to the house one last time. When I saw Gary, I called out his name. He vanished and then appeared right behind me. I told him how I was sorry--how I never meant to hurt him or his mom. I decided to return the car to him. I handed him the keys just as a white light flashed... and he disappeared. This time for good.

My nightmares were over.

Authors are people. They have lives outside their novels. (Just like teachers have lives outside their classrooms. I didn't believe this when I was in elementary school, but now that some of my friends are teachers, I guess I have to accept this fact.) Sometimes, authors' lives are actually more interesting than what they write about. Take, for example, calculus text book writers. Joking.

According to an article on CNN, some famous authors had really bizarre lives, and deaths. For example, Sherwood Anderson, a famous short story writer, died from swallowing a toothpick that was hidden in an hors d'oeuvre.

O. Henry, the master of irony who wrote "The Gift of the Magi" and other short stories, was actually a criminal named William Sydney Porter. He was accused of embezzlement, and put in jail. Being in jail might have been the best thing that ever happened to him. This is where he came up with his pen name and started writing. (And no, I'm not going to say that this was ironic. That's lame, even for me! Ha, totally just went there anyway.)

It just goes to show--you can't judge a book by it's cover! (I know, I know, even I was groaning as I was typing that.)  What are some of your weird things that might get published about you after you're a famous author? Come on, we all have them. After all, you might all know me by my blogs, but you know nothing of what I do in real life. I could be a criminal, or collect used chewing gum, or insist on wearing the same shirt every day for luck, or have to tap the light switch three times before I can turn it on ...

Just kidding. I'm a perfectly normal blogger.

And anyway, who would wear the same shirt every day? That's just gross. Pants, on the other hand ...

I just discovered this wicked cool site called imbee. What does the word imbee mean exactly? Well, that I cannot say. I cannot say because I do not know. Perhaps it is the declaration of a very self-conscious yellow jacket? Perhaps it is an acronym for "Ivan Makes Better Eggs, Emily." Whatever it means, imbee looks like fun.

imbee.com is a web site that is part social networking, part education, part blogging. Mix all the parts together and you've got a great place to go for students aged 8-14.

If you are a student that falls within this range, you can check out the free tour at imbee.com. The tour is given by imbian, a very friendly, cartoony, stick-figury kinda guy. Then, after being thoroughly impressed and intrigued, you can sign up to be a member of the site! Just know ahead of time that you will need a parent, guardian, or teacher to verify your registration. imbee is a secure web site that has your best interests at heart.

Once you are signed up, you'll be able to connect with other kids in classrooms across the country. Trade cards with them, discover new bands with them, learn about what they are learning, you name it!

And teachers, if you sign up your class, you'll be able to post writing assignments on your own imbee blog and your students will be able to have their own blogs as well! Read all about the many opportunities by clicking on the apple.

OK, advertisement over. Enjoy!

"There's nothing here. It looks like there was something. But now it's gone. This place is dead. And we need to bring it back to life."
      - Mike, 11, Town Council, Red District

Well, we didn't get any student reviews of Kid Nation yet. I suppose the contest deadline was a little ridiculous. Sorry about that. Just trying to stay topical here. At any rate...

I really really really enjoyed the first episode of Kid Nation. Aside from the fact that I have some of the same qualms about it that others do--it's kinda messed up to drop 40 kids in the middle of nowhere and say, "OK, survive."--it's a super-duper reality show. To read some disturbing controversy about Kid Nation, click here.

It's going to be interesting to see everyone work together to make the town work. There were already problems during the first couple of days. But they all seemed to be resolved. Even Greg, the vandal, the bully, the Blue District rebel, seemed to have a change of heart at the end of the show. I guess the golden star worth $20 grand might have had something to do with his sudden urge to help out. But that's ok. Money is a great motivator. Greed, however, is not.

"I'm a beauty queen. I don't do dishes."
    - Taylor, 10, Town Council, Yellow District

Oh man, Taylor. There are no beauty queens here! Get over yourself! I'm just kidding... mostly. I'm glad she didn't decide to leave at the end of the show. The town council would have fallen apart if she did. Not because she's a great leader or anything... but leaders need to stay in place or else your nation falls apart. No matter how terrible a job you're doing. Ahem. I think Taylor's going to end up turning it around herself. I really think she's going to step up before the end of the show and show what she's made of. Go Taylor!

I was sad to see Jimmy leave. At only 8 years old, he was the youngest kid on the show and also the only one to choose to leave the town at the end. Oh well.

Kudos to Sophia (Green District) for winning the gold star!

Best quote of the night was when the town council chose to keep seven new outhouses over a television set:

"We got the Port-O-Potties! Yah!"
     - Jared, 11, Red District

Question: If they had chosen to take the TV, what kind of reception would they have had? I have a feeling nothing. They'd probably be watching 24 hours of snow and fuzz a day... not to mention pooping in the road.

OK, that's my silly review. It's not very good but the show was!

Here is WORD's gold star to you -- the deadline is null and void. Send your review of any Kid Nation episode this season to word@weeklyreader.com and we'll post the best up here on our humble bloggy. The first one we post still gets the tee shirt. It's not worth $20,000 but it has a cute doggy on it.

OK, now here's Jared doing some Shakespeare...

Yah!

Did you watch Kid Nation last night? Did you like it? What did you think?

OK, here's the deal, write up a review of the show and send it to word@weeklyreader.com. We will post the best one here, on WORD, tomorrow. And here's the best part -- the winner will receive a free tee shirt!

But you have to write it quick because the contest deadline is midnight tonight!

Oh, and if we don't get any reviews, you'll have to suffer through mine tomorrow. Better get writing!

Word.

Ahoy and avast there, matey, you scourge of the seven seas. Today be the day all us landlubbers be celebrating! It's ...

National Talk Like a Pirate Day!

Shiver my timbers, what an awesome day!

I mean ... um ... what's the pirate version of 'awesome'? Arrrrrr.

This day started as a joke by two mateys, but now it's recognized all over the country.

So grab yar eye patch, your peg leg, and your doubloons and celebrate! What be yar plans? How about reading Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson? Or read our interview with Geoffrey Rush from Pirates of the Caribbean.

So what be yar favorite pirate tale? Surrender it to me, and mark it with an 'X.'

You don't want to walk to plank now, do you?

Once upon a time, I was a young girl who loved to read about spunky and quirky girl characters.
This before the Internet was invented and cell phones took over life as we know it, but WAY after the wheel was invented, around the time VCRs and Michael Jackson were hot. I had computers in my elementary school, OK!

Anyway, as a kid, I adored Anastasia Krupnik, the spunky and quirky protagonist who continues to make readers laugh even to this day. So when I had the chance to find a well-known author for Weekly Reader's Weekly Writer feature, Lois Lowry sprang to mind. Authors for Weekly Writer create the first paragraphs of a story and each week, kids from around the country continue it by sending in their contributions.  

Last month, I found Lois Lowry's Web site and sent an e-mail asking her to help us out. She said yes! I just got over my thrill of even sending her an e-mail when that came back. And to make it more interesting, the e-mail came on my birthday, when I turned (number of Harry Potter books + Yankee Alex Rodriguez' number + house number of British prime minister + number that rhymes with fun).

I'll admit to having a major nostalgic moment. The kid I once was never dreamed that my future would have anything to do with obsessively reading all my favorite authors, such as Lois Lowry. As it turned out, reading had EVERYTHING to do with who I am and what I do. It's a really nice feeling, I have to say.

Oh, there's more. Lois Lowry blogged about being a Weekly Writer. (We may have even inspired a new book!) Check it out here. 

You can help Weekly Writer, too. Check it out here.

Dear Sir/Madame:

Thank you for your interest in our publishing company. While your manuscript was interesting, we are not currently in the market for that type of novel.

Best of luck on your literary journey.

Sincerely,
Publisher X

Harsh!

Have you ever wanted to submit an article idea/the great American novel to a publisher, but visions of a letter such as the one above haunt you in your dreams? Well, first of all, if you ever have a nightmare about sitting naked in English class, well, dreams of rejection letters wouldn't seem as scary. Anyway, while it might be discouraging to receive such a letter when you've poured your heart and soul into your masterpiece, know that even famous authors have been rejected at some point in their careers.

That's right. Kerouac, Orwell, and many other prominent authors were actually rejected. Why? I don't know. Maybe the authors needed to do some editing. Maybe the editor was having a bad day and rejected everything that came across his or her path. Maybe some poor intern spilled coffee on the manuscript, leaving it illegible. (I sure hope that intern got a stern talking-to!) Who knows.

Every aspiring writer should know this. Everyone gets rejected. So keep writing, and keep trying to get published. Live the dream. And maybe, someday, someone will be kicking himself for letting your masterpiece slip through his fingers.

Really? Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. That's a shame. I'll tell you what though... why don't you check out Issue One of Writing. The entire issue is devoted to helping you through your angst. And if you don't already receive Writing in your classroom, ask... no... beg your teacher to click this link and order it for you! In the meantime, read how Tommy Angelopoulous feels about the subject.

Why I Hate Writing

by Tommy Angelopoulous, Grade 11

 

"I used to think I could write good." That one sentence is the backbone of why I find the idea of writing so absurd and pointless. It would be one thing if I were to be free to express myself in any writing form...

 

Like this!!!!!

Or this.

oR tHiS.

 

But that is incorrect. "The formatting is all wrong!" My teachers say, yet I find myself asking, why? Why are there rules that we have to follow when trying to express ourselves? Why is it improper grammar to be able to "write good?" I say if you have understood what I am trying to say, then I have wrote right.

 

If you asked someone if a certain action went "good," no one would reply, "What, I don't understand the question, what do you mean 'good?'"  If they have any common sense they would let the grammar mistake slide, because they know what you're talking about. However, if said person is brainwashed by the incoherent idea of "grammar," they will most likely reply in a condescending attitude, "WELL."  And you now feel stupid because this person has beat into you their knowledge of grammar.  By the way I'm talking in first and second person to be ironic, because this, as well, is taboo in the writing world.

 

The concept of grammar does make sense to me, don't get me wrong, I understand grammar completely. It is the idea behind the invention of grammar that makes me question our values as a society. I don't understand why we need it. Why put rules on something as pure and as open as writing? Writing should be a way of expressing yourself in whatever way you want. I bet before the invention of grammar, writing was intelligent, well thought out, and creative, because writers didn't have to worry about someone criticizing their lack of  grammar skills. What bothers me most is that as I am writing this, I am thinking of all the ways I should (will) be corrected according to the almighty rules for writing, because I too have been indoctrinated by that which they call, "grammar."

 

Now you've reached my conclusion, and no, I am not going to restate my thesis. I don't even remember what my thesis is at this moment but I will tell you this: I do not care for writing. I do not care for the way it has been ruined. I do not care for the way teachers grade my essays. I do not care for how we are "supposed" to write. I do not care for how we are graded on our writing, when it is the teachers who have taught us how to do so. I do not care for the past present participle. I do not care for the indicative. I do not care for anything I read anymore, because I'll have to write about it later in the semester. I do not care for repetition. I do not care for footnotes. I do not care for indentation. I care for creativity.

I think I read A Wrinkle in Time in sixth grade. Maybe seventh. Although I have forgotten many of the details of that book, I have never forgotten the powerful effect it had on me. So when I heard that its author, Madeleine L'Engle, 88, had died on Thursday, September 6, I had a moment of grateful reflection.

 

Wrinkle is the story of 12-year-old Meg Murry, a girl who thinks she's stupid--but who, of course, is anything but. She, her strange little brother Charles Wallace, and their friend Calvin embark on a dangerous journey across the universe to try to find Meg's missing father. The children travel across time and space, through folds in the space-time continuum called tesseracts. Along the way, they are shadowed by an evil force called the Dark Thing.

 

L'Engle introduced me to concepts of physics that stretched my young mind in new ways. If I'd thought I understood the nature of reality at that point in my life, I suddenly realized that the universe is a far more mysterious and complex thing than I could possibly imagine or understand. The battles of good and evil that permeate and define the novel also made me think in ways that went beyond the black-and-white catechism view of the world that I had held up until then. And yet, at the same time, the book reinforced that view, with the compelling truth that love alone can conquer evil--that love is the ultimate salvation.

 

In short, A Wrinkle In Time was the first book that really made me think. And what a wonderfully shivery feeling it gave me to ponder such thoughts! It was like jumping into dark but inviting waters of infinite depth. The sense of weightlessness it gave my mind was a new form of freedom, never before experienced. And I wanted more.

 

Though L'Engle wrote many books, poems, and plays, A Wrinkle in Time was her masterpiece. It was rejected by 26 publishers before Farrar, Straus & Giroux accepted it in 1962. The novel went on to win the prestigious John Newbery Medal as the best children’s book of 1963, and still holds its own today.

 

Part science-fiction adventure, part coming-of-age story, part religious allegory, A Wrinkle in Time expressed L'Engle’s "faith that the universe has meaning, that our little human lives are not irrelevant, that what we choose or say or do matters, matters cosmically."

 

Madeleine L'Engle, you changed my life. Thanks.

 

PS: Because A Wrinkle in Time was and is a frequently banned book, Madeleine L'Engle's official web site, madeleinelengle.com, suggests we honor the author's memory by reading a banned book.

 

It's Monday. How did you spend your weekend? Enjoying the few remaining days of summer at the beach? Going to a baseball game? (Go Yankees!) Well, how about by reading? If you're a guy, according to an article on NPR, the answer is probably no.

The article claims that girls read way more than guys. While guys are more likely to read books such as Harry Potter, girls read more in general.

I'm all for girl power. I even have some old Spice Girls songs in my itunes. (Hey, I'm sure you have some songs you're embarrassed about as well!) But in this case, I'm all for equality. Everyone should be reading! Seriously now. There are so many things that you can read about. Like fantasy? Read some Tolkien. Want to be scared? Check out Stephen King (you can even read an interview with him here.)

There's a book written on just about anything you can think of. You have no excuse. It doesn't even have to be something "educational." For example, I love celebrities. Can't get enough of them. I also love writing (hence my job). So I found a book that has all of those aspects. I just finished reading But Enough About Me by Jancee Dunn. This is a memoir about the career of a former Rolling Stone reporter. (It's an awesome book, by the way. Definitely check it out, if you're into that sort of thing.) Rock and roll, celebrities--none of it was educational. But it got me reading. See, it's easy.

Come on, guys. You know you love reading. Don't you? And girls, just because you're ahead, doesn't mean you can slack off. Keep on reading! 

The following interview with Scott Francis was conducted by READ magazine's Associate Editor, Audra Pace. Scott's book, Monster Spotter's Guide To North America is in stores now.

Click here for READ's special Monster issue.

READ: When did you start monster spotting?

Scott Francis: A couple of years ago. I invented the term "monster spotting" when I came up with the book idea. But, as a kid I always loved monsters and ghost stories--I used to check out books of scary local legends from the library. The idea of "monster spotting" sort of sprang from that.

READ: Can you tell us a memory of one of your favorite monster spotting expeditions?

Francis: My wife and I were searching for evidence of the Loveland Frogman along the banks of the Little Miami River. We brought our dog with us, which seemed like a Scooby Doo kind of thing to do at the time. He ended up sliding down a mudbank into the water and got completely filthy.

READ: Have you ever found yourself face to face with a monster?

Francis: Not exactly. I had a bat get into my house once, though. I caught it with a laundry basket.

READ: Please tell us your top three favorite monsters, and what makes them great.

Francis: I like the obscure legends that really smack of authentic folklore. For example the Black Dog of the West Peak is an incredibly creepy ghostly dog in Connecticut that is supposedly an omen of death. The legend literally gave me chills when I read about it. And there's a giant turtle that is reported to live in a lake in Indiana named the Beast of Busco. He is supposed to have a farmer's initials carved in his shell, which I think is a very quaint detail. But probably my favorite is the Appalachian legend of the Wampus Cat because I grew up in the mountains of North Carolina and heard tales of it as a kid. That, and it has a funny name.

READ: You cover all of North America, and cross national borders in this comprehensive guide. Do you think there is any specific region in the country, the continent, or maybe in the world that is particularly monster-prone?

Francis: I haven't researched other continents in depth enough to compare, but in North America I'd say that it's a toss up between the Midwest and Canada, just based on variety of kinds of monsters. Almost anywhere has it's own Bigfoot legend.

READ: How do your friends and family feel about your hobbies? You mention your wife both in your book and on your blog as "patient and understanding." How does she feel about monster spotting?

Francis: Everyone wants to be involved actually. My sister sends me monster spotting reports from her vacations. My friends forward me links to monster sightings they read about online. I tease my wife about putting up with me, but the truth is she loves this stuff just as much as I do. At least I think she does...

READ: Finally, the unavoidable topic: skepticism. How do you feel about it?

Francis: Skepticism is healthy. If you don't question things then you're simply not thinking for yourself. But at the same time, if you don't consider fringe possiblities then you're limiting yourself as well. My own stance is that some of the monster legends could be true, many of them probably are just good stories... but, who doesn't love a good story?

READ: Any last words of advice for a novice monster spotter?

Francis: Don't take yourself too seriously. It's not all that important what you are looking for, as much as it is that you are enjoying the search.

Don't forget to check out READ's special electronic issue:

MONSTERS

The following entry was written by READ and Writing Magazine's new Associate Editor, Audra Pace.

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a common place thing, but burn burn burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars."

This is my favorite quote from On The Road, so I wanted to jump right to it. If you don't know, 50 years ago today, a book called On The Road was published. It was written by Jack Kerouac, a Beat Generation forerunner. If you don't know about the Beat Generation, quietly read this article, and then pretend you already knew. Play it cool, because that's what most of the Beats spent their time doing ... being cool. Like, real cool daddy-o.

 

Yeah, they talked like that.

 

The Beat Generation MVPs include Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, Neal Cassady, Ken Kesey, and William Burroughs, among others. One of the reasons Kerouac's On The Road is famous is because it chronicled the impossibly cool goings-on of many members of the beat tribe.

 

But what were they all about? The Beats were a band of artists and writers who rebelled against strict, traditional American society that immediately followed World War II. They went west, they hitchhiked. They partied hard but they also held all night poetry readings. Much of their writing aligns with transcendentalist ideas about nature and freedom. They were hippies before hippies were hippies.

 

On The Road mostly tells the story of Neal Cassady's life, and his hitchhiking travels with Kerouac across Route 6. Cassady's character is named Dean Moriarty, and Kerouac's character is named Sal Paradise. Other Beats show up in the novel, too. Allen Ginsberg is played by a character named Carlo Marx.

 

Kerouac bought one long, continuous roll of type paper, and typed out the novel without changing pages, indenting paragraphs, or breaking up lines or chapters. What can we say? Beats certainly weren't big on following rules, even grammatical ones. Fortunately for the reader, it was cleaned up by the time it was published in 1957, but the "stream of consciousness" feeling still prevails.In reading On The Road, you actually get inside the main character's head. The story of how On The Road was crafted is fascinating.

 

So, on the 50^th birthday of the release of this novel, I say, check it out. Get in on it, and pretend you've been in on it all along, man.

Well, it's that time again. Most of you are back in school. And if you're not, well, you will be soon. I feel for you, I do. But fear not. There are plenty of reasons to be happy (or at least less sad) about being back in school. We've counted down the top reasons for you.

 

10. You can start reading your favorite Weekly Reader magazines again. Yay for shameless plugs!

9. Sometimes when you're assigned required reading, you actually discover books you enjoy that you never would have read on your own. Hello, Salinger, Heller, and if we're lucky, Rowling.

8. Only 79 days until Thanksgiving. It really sneaks up on you!

7. Writing assignments become excuses for bragging about what you did all summer. This summer, I went mountain climbing, traveled to Europe, sailed across the Atlantic ...

6. Speaking of writing, it's a lot easier to write notes to your friends or crushes when you're sitting next to them again. Dear John, do you want to go out? Check yes or no.

5. Be honest, you're kind of sick of watching bad reality shows and reruns. It couldn't hurt your brain to actually learn something. For some reason, history and English class seem a lot more entertaining ...

4. This is the year you can become captain of the team, editor of the yearbook, a straight-A student ... anything you want! I'm going to be head cheerleader!

3. Four words: brand new school supplies! If there's anything more satisfying than cracking open a crisp notebook and writing with a new pen, I don't want to know!

2. Cafeteria food almost seems edible after a summer of camp gruel. Mystery meat, I never missed you so much!

1. You can be published on Word. Another shameless plug? Well, it is pretty cool ...

 

What are your top reasons for being less-sad about going back to school?

Two years ago today, WORD was born.

When you break it down into weeks (104), it seems like a lot. Or maybe it doesn't. It's hard to say, really. I'm not going to attempt to add up the days because 365 X 2 is no walk in the park... wait... it's 730. I think. Whatever. Not important.

What is important is that you enjoy your time here. If you're just starting your school year and you have just received your first issue of READ magazine, how did we do? Did you read Bad Blood? It's a story about Jarrod, a kid who swindles an old lady out of a car. Well, it's about much more than that, but it's all in the context.

Or maybe you've just read through your first issue of Writing magazine? How was it? How did you like the article called Help! I Hate Writing! Did it help? We'd love to know.

Here on WORD, everyone is welcome. This blog is an extension of both READ and Writing magazines. Feel free to stop by any time and leave us a comment under any post. You can browse through the archives to the right and see what we've been up to the last 104 weeks. You can even email us your own writing! Send your poems, short stories, and essays to word@weeklyreader.com. We post a lot of student writing on this board and sometimes, we even publish your writing in our magazines!

So welcome back to school. Stop by our bloggy often. We update it several times a week with author news, interviews, book reviews, and much much more! Let us know if we can help you out in any and all things literary.

Oh yeah, and WORD also has a myspace page at www.myspace.com/wordblog. You, too, could be WORD's friend!

See you soon.

Word.