Mar 11, 2009

Only eighteen to go!

On Thursday, writing buddy Rita and I spent five hours going through a hard edit of the next two chapters of the Messenger. On Saturday, when I managed to put the sixteen pages of alterations together in print, my laptop crashed and I lost it all. The machine crashed badly once before and I had the hard drive replaced, but I guess in the back of my mind, I knew there was still a problem. So, on Sunday, I bought a new laptop and transferred the story across - then spent until today rewriting and trying to remember what I had altered and how I had written it. Whoever is up there looking down on me is determined I will remain grounded and have to work my ba**s off for any success - which, I suppose, is the way it should be - and what I will do.

Does anybody else have a cat who won't pee unless it's done over a drain? I suppose we should be grateful it isn't on the carpet, but, in the middle of the night, it's a little disconcerting to find the cat in the bath using the plughole!

Say goodnight to the folks, Gracie.

6 comments:

boxofficegirl said...

Oh John, the laptop! What a bummer.
My heart goes out to you it really does. I sometimes nudge the wrong key and lose a couple of paragraphs but all that work - I'd have turned to drink.

As for the cat....

john white said...

Ish not the way toooo do it Boooooxie, hic ... Stay ooooff the booze girl, hic.

As for the cat ... well, who can say what a cat thinks. It's almost as bad as trying to work out what a woman thinks - on second thoughts, I'm not going there.

Selchie said...

Good luck with the rewrites John, I'm sure it will be worth it!)

john white said...

Thanks Selchie - I certainly hope so.

Steve (My Dog Ate Art) said...

Hope everything ok with you John - especially after the laptop incident

john white said...

Hi Steve - yep, all in good shape thanks.