This only remotely has to do with writing, but I've had Spelling Bee on the brain for the past two days. Bear with me.
First, let me lay it all out on the table. I was once a spelling bee contestant. I've been a bee judge, pronunciation diva and coordinator. I've taught English and have been studying the writing craft for a decade. My channel surfing has landed me on the National Spelling Bee, setting a new personal record for number of minutes ESPN stays on the tube on my watch. I am bee girl. Bee woman. Hear me roar. But there are still words I misspell every time I attempt them.
Please tell me you have them, too. Mental hiccups where you might as well be all buck-toothed and four-eyed back in fifth grade (oh wait, that was me...sorry) for all life has trained you to spell these nemesis words. I'm convinced there is a vortex in my brain that spontaneously collapsed the day I learned to spell them-no doubt the same September day red-haired Matt threw tomatoes at me all the way home from school.
Auto correct has become my crutch now, making the abominations even worse when they must originate in cold thought, usually in email when I'm in a hurry and it blasts out to two hundred people. I can hear the tsks. "She calls herself a writer. Pshaw!" I confess them now and plead for mercy next time you read a blog comment or email and I've desecrated them:
Judgment: j-u-d-g-e-m-e-n-t. Judgment.
Definitely: d-e-f-i-n-a-t-e-l-y. Definitely.
Prison: p-r-i-s-i-o-n. Prison.
There. Confessions feel good, don't they? And I didn't even sniff my fingers in a creepy way when I spelled them. While we're in Bee mood, and in honor of the poor girl who had to spell t-u-t-o-r in front of a room of fifth grade boys today, I offer up this spelling bee gem. Don't ever let it be said I am too highbrow.
What words do you consistently misspell?