The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

There’s nothing quite like being all set for a week of writing in a great situation: a beautiful house in a gorgeous location — and it comes with a cat (isn’t Hamilton cute?). But then out of the blue — because we’re speaking about my dependable Powerbook G4 — a massive crash occurs. We’re talking code in black and white on the screen, funny noises, and an absurd look of horror on my face (or so I imagine). It took a while to get the computer to shut off. It took even longer for it to come back on. I tried to do a few things to help it recover, but mostly I crossed my fingers and hoped. On the plus side, I lost a few sentences at most of what I was writing. And yes, backed up to the external HD before I left, backing up regularly to the virtual drive and the jumpdrive is right here, too.
So far this morning, everything seems fine, apart from a persistent whir that I don’t think was there before, but at this point I could be imagining it, too. Yet I am smiling (see, I submit photographic proof — sorry for the poor quality, but I only have the PDA cam with me). Maybe it’s because I woke up to mist-shrouded trees (and wow, bed head!), or maybe it’s because I’m drinking from a gigantic lemony yellow smiley face mug (though it’s tempting to add a Watchmen touch), but most likely it’s because I still have days to relax and write (okay, maybe with a pen and paper) and that’s good. Before the meltdown, I had written a good deal which had been surprisingly effortless — well, for me, which means rather than plonking down the odd word every few minutes, I was actually typing along as fast as my fingers could go (admittedly, not very fast). I started writing (on paper) as soon as I got up today and even had some ideas for a story that has languished for months in limbo after a promising opening paragraph.

So, cross your fingers for me. With luck, it will all be fine.


  1. Heeeere’s Katie!;-)

  2. K. A. Laity says:

    Fingers crossed it won’t get all Jack Nicholson here (hate to think of poor Hamilton running away from my limping, axe-wielding self), provided the computer holds up.At present email, Word, Firefox and iTunes (playing the Punk Rock Jukebox of course) all working fine. Fingers remained crossed.

  3. Wendy says:

    Sending good computer thoughts your way!

  4. K. A. Laity says:

    Argh — it’s not looking good. I spoke too soon I think, being unreasonably optimistic. It’s frozen a few times today already.I do like the way the post turned out, so it appears that Hamilton is staring at me in frank disbelief. She does that a lot, walking into the room where I am and staring at me as if to say, “You’re not my human!”

  5. Gene K. says:

    I think the look on Hammy’s face says, “Why the heck isn’t that gigantic smiley face mug FULL OF FOOD FOR ME?!?!??”

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