Well, first–it’s addictive. Oh yes. I can play Scrabble all night every night with a bunch of different people! It’s amazing!
Uhh…except that’s not really a good use of my time. Oops.
Interesting, though…last night I was thinking that my writing plays against me in some ways. True, as a constant user of language, I know a lot of words, but often without thinking, I dismiss a word as too archaic to use. The goal of my books is to tell stories, after all. If I send readers running to the dictionary, I’ve broken the spell. (Also, how likely is it that Taro will use a word like “quaint?” Not very!)
So when I play, I have to catch the thought process–which so far is not terribly visible–and inform it that for Words with Friends, I do want the obscure words, thank you very much.
Except I’m really not going to be playing all that much. Honest.
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