People assume that because I read an enormous amount, I am good at trivia.
Fun fact: I am not good at trivia.
At least, not bar trivia. I know nothing of sports, pop culture, geography, or music. And guess which topics dominate?
Some friends invite me every few weeks to join their trivia group and I go and I usually provide nothing to the team. At most I can claim a knowledge of history, but one of my teammates is a far bigger history buff than I am and usually knows the answer. (Though, actually, once, several glorious months ago, I answered a sports question: it was pole vaulting. And I suppose the one time a law question came up, I got that too)
But last night…I did it. I knew the answer to the question and no one else at my table did. Such a moment of triumph. And the category? Literature.
So if you ever need someone who can recognize an Emily Dickinson poem at your trivia night, I’m your woman.