I get this email from Dictionary.com, as I do every day, with the word of the day. That word is taphephobia, which is an abnormal fear of being buried alive. Um, define abnormal fear here. Cause personally, I can say that I have a healthy fear of being buried alive. Or cremated alive, for that matter. I mean, I don’t spend a lot of time thinking about it, but when I do, I consider it pretty healthy to be afraid of that. And also torture. Generally any painful things give me a healthy fear. Just saying. Is that phobia? At what point is it abnormal? I mean, if it’s a fear of being buried alive, do you avoid dirt? Working in the garden? When does it become abnormal?
All right, enough of the silly. I’ve decided to participate in Nanowrimo this year. Anybody else? Here’s hoping I can get focused and going.