my new favourite invented word:
March 16, 2006
Wistules
As in, “The wistules took me back to the days when we would cook coffee over the campstove, and drink it in the fresh morning mountain air.”
It’s the perfect word for olfactory memory – I imagine particles of wistfulness wafting into one’s brain. Credit for this one goes to Tom, who came up with it this morning over pancakes.
