Bloggist

My daughter and I visited Charlotte Beach one fine day not too long ago, and as I was laying there soaking up the sun, I started telling her something about my friend, Greg Bell, being a "bloggist." "Blogger," she said, rather authoritatively. That caused me to lay there and think. Hard.

Why are you a blogger, and not a bloggist? You're an artist, not an arter, right? You're a flutist, a cellist, a guitarist, a pianist, a saxophonist, a harpist, a violinist, a trombonist . . . but, you're a drummer, not a drummist; though, a drummer IS a percussionist, right? You're a tuber, not a tubist. No. Wait. You're just a tuba player, I guess.

You're an actor, not an actist. Though, many of today's actors are activists. You're a doctor, not a doctist, but you're a specialist, a generalist, an internist, dermatologist, a psychiatrist and a hospitalist. You're a surgeon, though, not a surgist OR a surger. You're a typist, not a typer; pharmacist, not a pharmer; a farmer, not a farmist; a physicist, not a physicer.

Let's see, what have I forgotten? Acupuncturist, anesthetist, archaeologist, balloonist, biologist, chemist, cosmetologist, cyclist, ecologist, evangelist, flavorist and the list goes on.

Columnist! There's an ist for you. However, it's author, editor, reporter, reviewer, and writer; not authist, editist, reportist, reviewist and writist. So, until such time as bloggist becomes a real word, I guess I will have to use blogger. Like my daughter said.

yours in music (and words),
Tracy