Ah, words. The joy and bane of my existence.
Much like my children, I get so much happiness from words, but sometimes the execution of them leaves me scratching my head. Kind of like when you ask the kids if they have everything for school and they say yes while climbing in the car without a school bag; words can be just as contrary.
To be fair, it’s not so much the words, but the accidental spelling of them. (Just then I typed that as speeling.) Misspelled words really can add a whole new level of interpretation to any kind of written text.
Take autocorrect for example. It insists on corrupting so much of what I say, that I’m almost scared to put anything on social media. And it doesn’t matter how many times I check things. Oh no. Autocorrect is sneaky enough to make me think it actually says books instead of boobs. It’s just rude. (Don’t laugh. It has happened.)
Alas, I can’t blame every spelling catastrophe on Apple’s determination to abuse my written ponderings. A glance at recent writings has confirmed that I’m out to sabotage myself.
I mentioned the other week that I gave set about writing another book, because, well why not? Well, it turns out that when I type new things, I tend to type fast and frantically, which results in some rather interesting results. I was even wondering if I was latently dyslexic (if that’s actually a thing) due to some of the backward errors in my text.
While some of these mistakes were obvious, others necessitated the reading of the context they were written in, in order to make sense of them. And others, well… They seemed completely fantastical. Not a surprise really. Last week I spent a great deal of time googling a word that didn’t exist. It’s not a surprise then that some of my recently written words have been made up.
Of course, the plus side of not being able to spell is that you get a blog post idea out of it. Even better when you have a friend who is a self-confessed word nerd and more than happy to provide her own definitions to your random collection letters.
Things reach a whole new level of nerdy greatness when you discover how to add actual quizzes to your blog so you can determine the geekiness, or perhaps creativity, of everyone who reads.
I would say that this is a test of the English language, but let’s be honest; it’s probably more a quiz of how well you can decipher my randomness. Either way, it’s fun.
So… how did you go? Anyone think any of these words should be added to the dictionary?