Yesterday, I lost internet connection. For hours. And hours. Finally, it came back on, at which point the cable went out.
I don’t know what the universe is trying to tell me right now, but it can’t be anything good. Not in such a connected world. I can check my schedule online; I can communicate with family, friends, and total strangers online. I watched the elections on cable television two days ago. I even submit my novel online.
Assuming all the required devices work, that is.
In any case, I did manage to write a bit more yesterday, but today I find myself a bit despondent. No tv means less noise, true, but the clackety clack of my keyboard isn’t exactly reassuring. In fact, it’s rather loud in the silence. It could be worse.
I could be using a manual typewriter.
Yeah, when I popped by the HouseOfJag last night it was rather quite disturbing how quiet it was…
LOL Yes, yes it was! I could hear my SSD drive move, which is ridiculous, those these are virtually silent!
You are AWESOME! What you’re writing needs to be said. Frustration is the universal sign of progress. I love you and I have great taste. You’re the best of friends and people.
Thanks Pam, you’re so sweet! I see I missed your call today, I dunno what I was doing, I never heard the phone, nor did you leave voicemail? Anyway, love you too hon! We’ll talk tomorrow.