My computer died. While there’s no good time for that to happen, when you’re traveling and there are no Apple stores nearby is perhaps the worst such time. I was able to beg, borrow and surf on friends’ machines, but since they didn’t know me as Marvin, well, access was limited. This is one of the problems with a dual identity. Not that my inability to check my email had any impact on the stories/novel I’ve got out for consideration. When my computer was replaced yesterday, I had no emails at all. Being computerless, as a writer, was a strange and interesting experience. With one exception, my publications are all online. The files are all electronic. Even though I travel everywhere with a notebook, and a backup notebook, I was cut off from my own work. Now that I have a new computer, and a much diminished bank account, I was able to recover all my old files. I use a Mac because a Mac is the only kind of computer to use. ...
Blog of a struggling writer.