I’m participating in a monthly “write a book in a week” event, which doesn’t literally mean you write a book in a week, but rather write as many pages as you can and report your progress to the online group each day. My goal was 50 pages for the week. I sat at my computer early Saturday morning, excited to begin, only to discover that my computer had crashed. As in totally dead. John spent the day trying to get it back for me, to no avail. I back up frequently to an external hard drive and of course my work in progress is also backed up to a flash drive, so that was okay. I can’t get to the info on the external hard drive yet and hope I can eventually. But the very worst part is that I keep my calendar and “address book” on both my desktop computer and my handheld palm pilot. So I tried uploading the calendar to my laptop (I’m typing on my laptop right now), but without getting too technical, I’ll simply say that not only didn’t my calendar appear on my laptop, but it was wiped off my handheld as well. Which means I have no idea what appointments I have this week, next week, next year. And I’ve lost all the addresses and phone numbers for friends and doctors and agent and editor and. . . I can’t even think about it! John’s doing his best to recover info for me, and if that fails, I know a techie guru who might be able to help. But needless to say, I didn’t get much done on my Work in Progress. Four pages. I hope to do better today while John sweats over my desktop.
Except for one minor emotional breakdown when I realized my calendar was gone, I’ve managed to keep this all in perspective. I’ve got food on the table, a really great house, an amazing family, wonderful friends, a significant other who helps me at the cost of losing his own work time, and a career I love.
However, if you happen to to have an appointment with me any time in the future, you’d better drop me an email to let me know when it is!