Computers are both a boon and a bane to us writers. If I had to hand-write everything I….well, I wouldn’t. For one thing, my handwriting is horrible, even when it’s fresh. By the end of the first few paragraphs or verses, not even the best cryptographers in the world could decipher it. In addition, I can’t imagine my aching fingers and wrists after the first half hour of writing with a pen or #2 pencil.
The ability to edit and store our work at the click of a button is wonderful. Instant retrieval is much better than searching through sheaves of paper when you don’t remember where you filed the piece, or what the original name was.
Equally frustrating is losing something in the system. Maybe you made a typo when you named the file. Maybe you moved it, or re-named it and don’t remember. And horrors….what if you accidentally deleted it (in spite of that little, pesky question that pops up?.
Oh yes. Momma said there’d be days like this…
Missing Sometime I think computer messages are like socks in the dryer. You know – eight go in but only seven come out. I close my eyes and see
my mail zinging through all the cables,
searching,
like the little bird in that children’s book -
“Are you ‘TO:’? ”
then whizzing off to the next cable,
the next computer.
Where do lost e-mails go?
Is there an e-lost and found?
Someday I’ll open my mailbox
and they will all be back,
each waving one white sock
As you can see, I’m catching up on blogs after a busy weekend. Love the comparison to lost socks and to know I’m not the only one who wonders where I filed things and what happened to some of my emails. Fun post.
Very cute. I’ve wondered myself about all those things I’ve lost in cyber-space.