No, not the extinct scaly (or possibly feathery) critters not seen around for seventy some million years.
I’m talking about the old computer you suddenly need, because your main computer died in the early hours of Monday, and your already glitchy laptop took one look at the vast responsibilities of being a writer’s main tool and went belly up Tuesday afternoon.
Yeah, suddenly you’re down to that cute little bitty thing you bought in . . . Good Lord! Does that label say it was manufactured in 10/02? Well it’s better than nothing, right? Except, wasn’t there some issue with not being able to find the MS Office key the last time you . . . did something . . .
Well, hey, writing on Note Pad’s no big deal, and the new computer you ordered over the internet will be here RSN.
No wait! Saved! The husband’s old work computer was retired for reliability issues, not a complete failure to perform. And it’s only eleven years old, and it’s third hard drive is bare six years old . . . Hmm, Window Vista? Meh, I’ll deal with it.
So I’m back in business . . . now I just need to get out the backup thumb drives . . . I backed up Friday or Saturday, right? And Sunday online so all I need to do is remember all the passwords and . . . wow, this computer’s never heard of online backup? No matter, I’ll figure it out . . .
Well, that’s been the week (so far) at the Uphoff Hacienda.
So this is your reminder to back up a lot more frequently, and that automatic backup several times a day is a good thing. Multiple media for backing up is also good. Checking that your automatic back up is actually doing so is good.
And for the sake of your sanity, have at least one more reliable machine handy, loaded with all the programs you use, and occasionally transfer all your writing and art files to it, so you don’t have to spend days rebuilding and cussing things that somehow didn’t get backed up . . . on a cranky outdated machine and then doing it again on the new one, as soon as you get it.
All I can says it that it’s a good thing I don’t do preorders, because there would be a few deadlines whizzing past, if I gave myself any. Of course there’s that short story for an anthology . . . I did back it up . . . right?
And . . . where’s the MGC dashboard? Not to mention the password . . . .
So how about a story about an AI?