So, darlings, imagine me in a fluffy blue peignoir, scarfing down small but exquisite chocolates and dictating this blog to my personal assistant like a 21st century Barbara Cartland. I shall be imagining it, too, since a pilly blue fleece, some whole-grain crackers and the android voice recognition system just don’t seem to match the elegance and sheer decadence that I feel I deserve at this point in the game.
You see, dear readers, on March 24 I reminded you that it might be ever-so-practical to back up your computer once in a while. And, oh, what good fairies were looking after me that week because I not only gave good advice, but I took it, too!
The semi-prophetic line from that post that now grabs my attention is: “I’ve been skating on thin ice for the last several months – one hot cup of tea over the keyboards away from disaster.”
Alas, my pale, drab real life was not even as dramatic as that. It was room-temperature tap water that I spilled on the balding and broken left shift key. The results were still a disaster. Currently, my computer squeals electronically when I turn it on, and refuses to cooperate with the external ergonomic keyboard I bought in a fit of optimism after a particularly rough NaNoWriMo November. The data is all there on the laptop, but I can’t quite access it.
Eight Ladies Writing is a romance blog, and there WILL be a happy ending. My data is safe and backed up, along with all my stories and research pictures and notes. And this Saturday morning, I will drive a thousand miles (with my artistic license in my purse, of course) to Sapporo to get some sort of new device. Hopefully something that is lithe, handsome and doesn’t come at too steep a price. I shall fall in its electronic arms, and never take for granted the ease of keyboard composition again!
Wishing all of you the happiness of knowing you’ve got a steady, dry system that’s been backed up from here to the very clouds of heaven (or Finland, if that’s where your cloud data is stored). There will be a happy ending!