Mishaps
I’ve been quiet online for the last week or so, reason being that all the technology in the world has broken for my pleasure. First my laptop power cable died, shortly before I lost battery, then my mobile phone software seized up and insisted on charging when it wasn’t plugged in to charge and turning itself off when it was. Useless. The phone’s going to be gone for a while, off on a journey for repairs and pampering, while the new power cable for my mac took a couple of apple store appointments to procure. But what of my week offline? Any lessons learned, any insight or appreciation gained?
Well, the short answer is “Not really”. I found ways to keep up with bare essentials as far as communication goes, be it through The Lady or thieving internet from work. It frustrated me beyond belief while I was trying to sort out my references for a letting agent though, and that’s really not been cool. It also stopped me posting a few Polaroid Press stories, which mightn’t seem much of a deal but has perversely created a bit of a backlog of material. Was there a link between having a productive week for writing and not being able to scan my RSS feed? Maybe. But I also had a very full week of work, and all of the pieces were written on shift, so it may simply be that I had more time to run riot in my head.
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