No Luck
My disk locked up this weekend. With four thousand words trapped on it. And of course no back up on the hard drive.
I've decided not to be angry, but to view this as a sign of good luck which will aid me in my novel-writing quest. I'm sure the next time I write the same stories, they'll be even better.
Also, I'd just like to thank the random person from the internet who wrote me an email to say they liked my writing. That meant a lot. Thank you.
I've decided not to be angry, but to view this as a sign of good luck which will aid me in my novel-writing quest. I'm sure the next time I write the same stories, they'll be even better.
Also, I'd just like to thank the random person from the internet who wrote me an email to say they liked my writing. That meant a lot. Thank you.
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Do you know enough about computers to know that it's dead? Do you happen to have a computer-savvy friend? If not I could likely help, though helping long distance may be difficult. I've pulled most of the contents off a seemingly-dead disk before without much loss. Basically, you install a new hard drive, get your operating system installed and stable, then install your original drive as a secondary drive. If this is successful you can copy everything that isn't corrupted over to the new drive.
Yeah. I'm not feeling the whole new hard drive thing right now. I'll try to reconstitute the four thousand from memory. See how that works first. But of course I'll also save to my desktop from now on.
It's the last eight days of the month... Crap.
Wait a second here. The disk that crashed was a floppy? Ouch. I had assumed a hard drive crash. (Worldgineer resists the urge to point out that you're the only one he knows that still uses floppies) My modified advice is to try a different machine. Floppy drives are strange and interesting creatures, and each one seems to have a different sensitivity to reading data.
Yeah, so floppies suck. Anything else I should take note of?
I've got an IT student in here graciously trying to unglue the data fro the disk. (Thanks, Allen) I'm thinking it was mostly crap writing anyways and if I just put my mind to it and came up with (what is it now?) 5,400 words per dien in the next week, I'm golden for an internet certificate that doesn't mean jack shit to anybody. Yeah!
Note to anyone/everyone with "k_sra" on their Christmas list: "USB Flash Drive". Please.
Aw, shucks! You know just what a girl loves. *blinkblink*
Btw, thanks so much for that postcard out of hell. Had a good laugh. : )
Glad you liked it. Wasn't sure you'd care for my prose; I just write so very little these days.
I have rarely seen someone who wrote as little as you, half. Less is more.
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