I'm sorry to say that this week's blog ain't gonna happen. I probably should say that after struggling long with it for about twelve hours Monday, it did happen. I wrote it, hit the "post" button, and was casually informed that not only could I not post due to some error, but that the "auto save" function in Blogger had not auto saved since around noon. The time was 11:30pm, and all that had been written between those times was gone.
It was a stupid thing to do-- composing on the Blogger site. Normally, I write on Word, then cut and paste to Blogger.
The thing that annoys me is, I didn't know what I was going to write when I got up Monday, and it took me all morning to figure out a place to start. When I began to figure it out, the writing still came slow. It took hours, wrestling with words, to even find some direction. I'd write, leave, come back, think, write, leave, return. By about 8:00pm, the piece was taking coherent form and beginning to write itself. By 10:00pm It was almost done, but I needed to find a nice way to finish it. By 11:30, I finished it. "Not bad," I thought, "for not knowing what to write." Relieved, I hit the "post" button.
I still have the photos I was going to use, of course. They are safely on my hard drive, where the text should have been all along. But I just don't have it in me to rewrite it. I don't even remember half of what I wrote. I'm sorry, because I know a couple of you check in weekly to see what gets posted, and I hate not having anything for you.
Ah, but that's the way it goes isn't it. For those of us living within easy reach of all the goodies technology has to offer, who isn't familiar with losing a term paper or important email to the Ether Gremlins. It infuriates us and even steals our energy and motivation. But we get over it, and even quickly-- as I did-- when put in just a little context. I mean, really.
So thanks for surfing in. Things are cool with the Reeds in the Wind, and by next Monday, I may even have a post for ya.
Bob
