What else would an author play but word games? Currently I play Scrabble, Wordscraper and Lexulous. I’m afraid to investigate Word with Friends or any other such games, because, as everyone knows, word games are addictive.
So are Solitaire and Angry Birds and Farmville, I’m sure. When I got my first computer I actually developed carpal tunnel playing Solitaire. And I don’t like cards, don’t play cards and am not very happy with numbers in general. I wish my bank account and my credit card each had a name, not a series of numbers. My husband knows all his credit cards by their sixteen-digit ‘first name’ and by their security ‘last name’ but I do not.
You’d think that as an author, a one-time editor and one time-feature writer, etc, I’d be good at word games? I am not, at least not especially. I play with a few friends where we are evenly matched, and with a couple of people who beat me (and, it seems everyone else they play with) all the time. It keeps one humble, let me tell you, even if one already has a lot to be humble about.
There are some young folks, including my own daughters, who beat me consistently. I didn’t know why—and it seemed downright un-filial—until I saw my oldest daughter actually play a game. She uses the computer to find words, searching out endings and beginnings of words and generally playing the computer along with the game. I’ve decided not to go that route, win or lose. If I play without too many aids—maybe just the odd look at the two-letter-word lists and the odd peek at the dictionary before I play—at least I’ll know what is stored in my brain.
Right now though, despite this column, and the unfinished manuscripts that await me (my next two books) the games of Scrabble, etc., look very attractive.
So let me go back to work. (You decide whether that is to manuscripts or games) and take this opportunity to wish you the very happiest and most thankful of Thanksgiving.