by Cindy R. Williams
I am staring at my computer screen in shock.
I have worked on my blog for a week. I had quotes. I had analogies. I had researched one of my favorite writing coaches for information. I felt inspired and wrote what I thought was a pretty good post.
I opened it today to review, and polish it. I spent another 20 minutes making sure it wouldn't embarrass me, then as I moved my cursor down through it for one final check . . . it did some wacky flinger-doodle and the entire post deleted itself, all except part of my name, and this next line in red.
"Where is your passion? What story would you love to sink your teeth into? Cind"
Oh fickle blogspot. How evil are your sneaky cyberspace ways.
Much like life, yes?
I'm just going to sit here for awhile and be thankful my computer didn't get the dreaded black screen of death, and that I didn't lose all my zillionas of WIP's.