Wednesday, November 02, 2005
The Cat Ate My Homework.... :(
I wrote tonight. I wrote in a spat of passion. I wrote in yet another one of my attempts to be clever, witty and insightful (not that I often succeed.) My topic of how my city is now the official Mile High city because Denver passed Initiative-100 yesterday thanks to my vote was interwoven with the theme that we are all rushing around to fast. (For the record I don’t smoke pot but I believe that pot smokers have the right to and I should have the option…it’s pretty harmless compared to the bad habits most Americans have.) Long story short I came home to post my blog and what do you know??? The disk ate part of my soul…it’s gone. My Sony Viao laptop which is my only home computer will not open the contents into which the colors of my life were etched. I better save all the blogs and ideas I’ve written into my computer’s hard drive to CD because this week of flat ties, broken disks and lack of sleep I’m sure has a lot more up its sleeve. Good Night.
I wrote tonight. I wrote in a spat of passion. I wrote in yet another one of my attempts to be clever, witty and insightful (not that I often succeed.) My topic of how my city is now the official Mile High city because Denver passed Initiative-100 yesterday thanks to my vote was interwoven with the theme that we are all rushing around to fast. (For the record I don’t smoke pot but I believe that pot smokers have the right to and I should have the option…it’s pretty harmless compared to the bad habits most Americans have.) Long story short I came home to post my blog and what do you know??? The disk ate part of my soul…it’s gone. My Sony Viao laptop which is my only home computer will not open the contents into which the colors of my life were etched. I better save all the blogs and ideas I’ve written into my computer’s hard drive to CD because this week of flat ties, broken disks and lack of sleep I’m sure has a lot more up its sleeve. Good Night.
# posted by Nick D @ 10:39 PM 
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I hate it when that happens! It always seems that the greatest posts get mysteriously dleted...it is always a sad thing.
I feel your pain.
As a fellow writer, I'm a little insane about saving and backing up electronic versions of my crap. It's as if I expect somebody is going to sift through everything after I'm gone. In my fantastic delusions of grandeur, I imagine various pieces being read at the funeral and everyone thinking "dang, this guy should have quit his full time job and tried to make something of all this stuff."
...and the beat goes on.
Many thousands of pathetic imbeciles squander artistic talent because they are either their own worst critic or a little challenged when it comes to computers. I know, because I am one.
If you want to dispense with such thoughts, I recommend Brenda Ueland's "If You Want to Write." If you haven't read it yet, it's a quick read that will put you back in touch with the divinity of Imagination.
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As a fellow writer, I'm a little insane about saving and backing up electronic versions of my crap. It's as if I expect somebody is going to sift through everything after I'm gone. In my fantastic delusions of grandeur, I imagine various pieces being read at the funeral and everyone thinking "dang, this guy should have quit his full time job and tried to make something of all this stuff."
...and the beat goes on.
Many thousands of pathetic imbeciles squander artistic talent because they are either their own worst critic or a little challenged when it comes to computers. I know, because I am one.
If you want to dispense with such thoughts, I recommend Brenda Ueland's "If You Want to Write." If you haven't read it yet, it's a quick read that will put you back in touch with the divinity of Imagination.
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