I can't remember if I've told you this before, because my life is shrouded in layers of secrecy and lies, but I actually competed in the Scripps National Spelling Bee when I was in seventh and eighth grade.
The finals are actually on TV right now, and I'm watching them, so I didn't just start taking a trip down memory lane out of nowhere.
If I think about it, this is probably the first step that led to me becoming a fantasy author: every contestant is led backstage through a portal into a Narnia-esque world of sentient letters, where we had to fight for survival with nothing but our swords and our etymological knowledge.
That's the true form of the spelling bee. Warn your friends. And of course the Spelling Bee herself is the queen of a hive millions strong, building up her workers into an army that will consume every dictionary in the world. She will thereby merge her essence into our language, and wherever English is spoken, her power will spread.
Plus, this year the competition is sponsored by Kindle, so that's pretty cool.
He landed, examined the arrow, nodded appreciatively, and tucked it away into his void key.
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