Yup, that's right, everything is completely and utterly gone from my flash drive. Not only my novels, but my short stories, all my freelance articles from years past, my Resume (both for jobs and writing), everything ... and all the photos I took between Easter and the beginning of September. Plus, other things, like our youngest daughter's first steps and her second birthday (which was this July) and her best present - the big girl bed!
Do I feel like a big, fat doofus?? You betcha. Am I PO'd? Not really, what's the point? But I tell you, I'm massively disappointed.
So guess who's off to Staples tomorrow to lay in a huge stock of CDs to put all this stuff on in the future? Yeah, me. I can recreate my resume, that's not a biggie, I have a hard copy here someplace. But the 4-page writing resume, with the list off all the freelance articles I ever wrote? I highly doubt that. Like a ninny, I put it all in one place.
What lesson have I learned from this experience? Don't put all your eggs in one basket - well, at least not all on one USB flash drive.
If you don't believe in making copies of your stuff, or backing up your computer - take it from me, it's a supremely bad idea not to.
I am now the voice of experience. Unfortunately.
1 comment:
Oh, no! That's awful.
I don't suppose you've got any of that stuff on an old hard drive, have you? Because my dear old friend Andy helped me retrieve EVERYTHING from a failed hard drive earlier this year and I could take you through that if it would help.
If not, my heart is aching for you right now. I shall have two minutes of Not Blogging in your honour (and a lot longer of sincerely hoping it doesn't happen again).
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