Shoot Me In The Face With A Shovel

You ever have a moment when you just wish you could use a flamethrower on something and not have the police called on you? Yeah, had one of those moments earlier today.

I was writing, as usual, and was moving along at a brisk pace (had written about 4,000 words so far, which is decent) when suddenly my computer crashed. Huh. That’s weird. So I rebooted it and everything came up fine. Bizarre, but nothing is missing, so I opened up my word doc. There’s the autosave version, safe and sound, so I open it. Scroll down to Chapter Three (I’m adding stuff to it today) and begin to continue my description of the alien kraken. I pause, though, when I realized that my preceding 2,000 words for that chapter have disappeared. I open up the saved version I had made before the autosave kicked on and… nothing.

What the hell?

So by now, as you can imagine, I’m swearing like a sailor (I was one, so I should know). I quickly save what I have and try to search and see if it was accidentally saved elsewhere. More swear words (including a few I invented) as I discover that all which remains is my new version. So, instead of a net gain of 5,000 words on Kraken Mare today, it’s a mere 3,000.

I know a lot of people who would be happy to write that much in one day, but I try to hit a goal of 5,000 every day. Bare minimum is 1,000. Losing 40% of the day’s productivity… kinda annoys me. I really, really need to get this book done asap. I don’t have time to futz around with these shenanigans, desktop. I really don’t.

Well, hopefully I’ll sell enough books this year to pick up a laptop to work on at least. I love my desktop computer, but the only thing it’s good at now is running old games (which is still cool, btw) and letting me write.

I commissioned a piece of art with the amazing J. F. Posthumus. I need a book cover for another work loosely based on Boadicea and her near-sacking of Londinium in 60 AD and Jennie already had the base idea of what I wanted, and since Bad Moon Books always goes with her for artwork… yeah, I’m easy. But this cover, this one should make people very, very happy.

Just a brief update. Gotta get this book done. Oh, someone remind me that I’m up at the Mad Genius Club this Friday. Going to write about a topic that quite a few people celebrate, but not everyone is happy about it. See if you can figure it out by this Friday.

By Jason Cordova

Born in Orange, California, author Jason Cordova has written books ranging from the fantastical realms of fantasy to the militaristic side of science fiction. His latest should be out soon. Really. You should probably buy it. Check Amazon. Demand it at your local store. Pay for his kitten kibble.

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