Strategies for improving a lousy Scrabble game

Maybe if I played Scrabble Graham Greene’s way, I wouldn’t hate it so much.

The playwright Michael Meyer travelled around the world with Greene in the 1950s. Greene had promised opium-smoking and other tropical decadences, so Meyer was disappointed to find that Greene had packed a portable Scrabble board. The nightly Scrabble games almost ruined their friendship.

The problem, according to Meyer, was that Greene’s spelling was “deeply dubious”, and the pair did not have a dictionary. During a stay in Tahiti, Greene produced the words “zeb”, which he claimed was an Elizabethan word for “cock”, and “quoign” which he insisted was Shakespearean, quoting: “Yon castle’s quoign that Duncan’s spirit haunts.”

Or maybe, since I like to work things out in hiding, I should just practice playing solo, online.


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