When Words Take on a Life of their Own
Sometimes, a word will enter my brain and promptly proceed to a (hopefully very small) area where there is an apparent constant disconnect. Words that decide to take up residence in this area will consistently mispronounce themselves when they come out of my mouth, or choose to unwaveringly misspell themselves when I write them. They will even be staunchly blind to repeated spell-check warnings and symbols.
When this happens, the only way to get said word of out the disconnect area is with 'outside help'.
Even though you didn't sign your name to the comment you left, I want to thank you, Anon, for helping me out on this one.
Deconcoction Concoction DECOCTION
Your words were so respectful and kind, and I hope you don't mind my sharing them here:
Don't publish this & Lise, I love you, but I think the word you're intending is "decoction", not "deconcoction": the liquor resulting from concentrating the essence of a substance by heating or boiling, especially a medicinal preparation made from a plant.
"a decoction of a root"
.. the action or process of extracting the essence of something.
Looking back over my notebooks from the past (ridiculous many) years, I am amazed to discover how long the word 'deconcoction' has been thriving in the disconnect area of my brain.
Now, please excuse me, all you lovely readers. There are a whole lot of blog posts about 'deconcoctions' that need correcting.
Thank you, Anon. I am truly grateful.
PS. Last time this happened, it was the word lavender that had even made its way to my product labels... for years!