Then There’s Spelling

Oh yes. Then there’s spelling.

Someone just pointed out my spelling challenges, and suggested, gently, that I go through my work. Oh no!

I found several, so yes, the qualifying word was ‘rife’ with spelling errors. And so it was. Thank you for the comment; that was a good catch.

However, it got me started thinking about how difficult it is for me to check over my own work. I can edit someone else’s pages quite well, red-penciling, asking questions, helping firm up what they have created with abandon. But not so much with my own. I even have a speller-check available that I can use day or night at my convenience. Yet, still, the little spelling errors creep in and mount up, creating their own havoc with my words.

I have looked through my work and hopefully found many of the mistakes that my reader was snagged on.

I look back over my life, and see many mistakes I’ve made. By lack of attention, willfulness, thoughtlessness, my decisions have been ‘rife’ with errors that are much harder to go back over and correct. No easy edit, highlight and retype. Alas. There is no dictionary, no decision check to know if I got it right.

But still, the days march on, and I am still typing words. Words, as the song says, are all I have. . .

One thought on “Then There’s Spelling

  1. Just another reason why we are tentative about sharing. As much as constructive criticizm is appreciated, it still points out our fallability (which should be spelled from fail). I know how tender my muse is, and I just can’t seriously critique others knowing the heart that is put in each piece.

    As for life, I’m an example of snap decisions that take me places I never planned to be. Thank you.

    (I found three misspells in my first two lines-I’ll blame the keyboard).

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