I’d driven up to my uncle’s lake cottage to do some writing and had just finished uploading a blog post a few days early. As a result, I was feeling somewhat upbeat and excited about getting ahead on an ever-mounting pile of work and what I would be able to accomplish the following day as a result.
Once I’d confirmed the post had been uploaded, I leaned forward to scoot my chair out from the table I was using as a makeshift desk.
That’s when it happened.
I inadvertently bumped the table and my jumbo-sized cup of ice water toppled over…directly onto my cell phone, and worse yet, the keyboard of my beloved MacBook Pro.
Time stood still. I went through that momentary phase of not wanting to acknowledge that such a thing was possible.
I’ve done all of my work on that computer for the past 4-5 years. I could hardly begin to comprehend what it would mean to lose it.
Thankfully, the documents that were most critical to my work were backed up because I use Dropbox and Google Docs. Unfortunately, some of my personal files were not.
As I continue to look into ways to repair my computer and recover what was lost, I’ve had to make do with borrowing time on family members’ computers.
I won’t trouble you with the myriad of issues that I’ve encountered trying to make my normal workflow a reality with hardware that’s not really up to the task. It’s hard to fathom how much your life can get tangled up with the fate of a little silver box.
As the resident newbie author here at WG2E, I’m sure most of you have had some sort of similar experience. How about it, WG2E peeps? Have you had something happen that disrupted your writing life so much that it made you want to scream?