8 out of 15. Tilt set in early because I missed four in a row at one point. Mixing up two endgame puzzles did me in. I need to think more and master the endgame where one move means life or death. Though every move means life or death, really.
Also the puzzles are at a level I find them really, really hard. I’m finding the patterns but they get tricky. That or I have no idea. I had one today I just didn’t realize there was a pin because the board was absolutely cluttered with pieces. That’s an excuse, though. Try again tomorrow. Soon 15 out of 15 will be broken someday and I will be vindicated.
Chess. Is. HARD.
No matter what anyone says about it being a “solved” game or “computers have ruined everything” (which they sort of have, but anyway) or whatever, chess is hard. I can only think of media where someone is depicted at being really adept at chess and it’s meant to establish they’re “smart” without any real background given for why/how they’ve studied chess and sort of scratch my head. I don’t consider myself an idiot (or that much of an idiot) but translating all of that to spatial awareness and tactics in chess is really, really hard. I can’t help but feel this is the equivalent of learning a musical instrument, or even a new language. (It’s something you practice every day, get a coach for, watch videos of to see how other people do it, etc.)
I also had a string of lost games. Some where I played like an idiot. Came back from it a little last night and the night before with some good moves and won against my opponents. The hardest part is finding time and concentration power. But that’s okay. I’m not aiming for Grandmaster. (Actually, looking it up, there’s 1721 recognized grandmasters right now and only about 995 of them are active? Amazing.)
Once more into the thick of it, tomorrow.
"Darling, you should go outside more often, better for your health."
A looked up at B sitting across from them, currently they were playing a game of chess in the old manor's library, in a dark corner of the large book-filled room by the huge glass windows that only enhanced the shade of the grey clouds that consumed the sky.
"Wha, it's raining- What's this all about now B?"
"It's the truth. Just a friendly reminder is all."
B said glancing down at A's hand that was currently holding their rook, just for a moment though, before their eyes flickered back up to A's, that were hidden behind their round metal rimmed glasses. A, quick to realize what B was trying to do, twirled the rook in their fingers playfully while showing a mischief filled grin.
"Ah, I see, you're stressing yourself now that I'm about to win? I'm right aren't I?"
B sighed and placed a hand on their temple and then spoke softly, their eyes staring into A’s,
"Don't get ahead of yourself Dear, the game's not over yet."
A's eyes showed doubt with a hint of amusement. Then they moved their rook, taking out B's queen, one more move and then it's all over.
B’s head that was looking out the window flew back to the direction of the chess board with the word, and they examine it closely, then whispered to themself with a slight frown,
A, of course heard it and smiled, confirming to B,
B looked at the board thoroughly before throwing their hands up in the air and saying,
A was quick to whine at the sudden decision of B’s
"Oh c'mon B, just accept your loss like a good sport."
"Not today, it was just an off-day for me, so this won't count.”
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