I felt like I hadn't buckled my baby in properly before a drive. I have all my files backed up twice (in the Carbonite cloud and in an external hard drive) but it wasn't about lost data. I have a relationship with my laptop that I rely on, not unlike Stockholm syndrome. I put my laptop through a lot of trauma, and it still loves me.
I was without a working computer for a total of two long weeks. My house has never been cleaner. My brain was confuddled and I found myself trailing off in the middle of sentences and becoming irritated for no reason. My daughter made my computer a Get Well card. The desperation was mounting.
When it was finally repaired, I was ecstatic.
While I waited for the responses, my plan was to make another editing pass on the the sequel to Shadowgrove. I wrote the sequel last year for NaNoWriMo. My goal for September was to edit it with a fine tooth comb. (Picture my computer wearing a wig and me combing it.)
But the outcome was good, my friend. Very good. So good, in fact, that I will save it for another time. Because good news should be drawn out, yes? Dangled.