Friday, February 3, 2012

Curses, foiled again

I had the best of intentions.

We had to go up to the mountains for a few days to move my mother-in-law, affectionately known online as "mildew," into a permanent nursing home. Sad.

While up there, we stay at mildew's house, which has been sitting empty for months. It's up in the middle of nowhere, and we've discontinued the satellite TV service, so no TV. And even worse than that, no cell phone service. Hey, when I say middle of nowhere, I mean it!

So before we left, I converted the chapter-and-a-half of the romance novel I've been working on into kindle format and loaded it onto my Fire. My intention was to read it over a couple of times to get myself back into the mood, and hope for a visit from the muse. I didn't wanna lug my computer all that way, but the Fire is a good all-round, game-playing, reading technological marvel.

So the first evening, I pulled out the Fire, opened it up and... no story. Everything else was there, including a half dozen pictures I'd loaded at the same time.

What the heck?

So anyway, in spite of good intentions, I haven't even read over what I wrote two years ago. I'm no closer to working on this romance novel now than I was three days ago. And it wasn't my fault!

Of course now I'm home, with my computer right here, so no more excuses, right?

I'll think of something... :)