Whenever someone asks me to do something–anything–I always say “Sure thing!” It’s only later that I ask exactly what it is. And so now I find that I’ve involved myself in some kind of “celebrity spelling bee” in which I will match word knowledge with other writers who probably don’t rely on spellcheck quite as tenaciously as I do. Will Michael Cunningham cream me into oblivion while clutching his Pulitzer Prize? Will Susan Orlean correctly spell “adaptation” while knocking me off my lazy little loafers? Will I get stumped on h-e-t-e-r-o…?
Oh, well, it’s a benefit for [clmp]–the Council of Literary Magazines and Presses–and that can only spell f-u-n!