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:

T.M. Curzon-Manners 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 E 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.

sarah said...

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

John E 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 E White said...

Hi Steve - yep, all in good shape thanks.