Relative Something

If you have been reading here regularly, you may have picked up that one of the ways Cyndie has passed time while convalescing her broken knee is by playing Scrabble on her iPad. As a result of my frequent close proximity to her, I have been playing more Scrabble in the last two months than I probably have for my entire life. I’m enjoying it a lot. It is a bit addicting. But I’m discovering that it is doing a number on my spelling. It has ‘destroid’ my ability to spell.

After innumerable rounds of struggling to construct some kind of word out of the 7 tiles in my possession, and also getting it to somehow attach to letters in play on the board, I’m finding myself at a loss, lately, when it comes time to spell words while writing. I recently typed out, “anxst” and then recognized it was wrong, but couldn’t for the life of me come up with “angst” without asking for help.

I have spent so much time arranging every possible combination of letters to come up with a word, that now I’ve scrambled my mental database of actual words. It’s franticking. Ooh! I used all my letters to extend the word ‘king’!!