I haven’t written a word of fiction for nearly two weeks now, and I’m fed up with it. Sick and tired of all the business that goes with it. And that’s not all, while I rant, let’s add those companies who can’t or won’t hire someone with any sense to set up their website. When I need to stop writing and do family business, I don’t want to spend three hours trying to get on a site and still fail. I’m not exactly computer illiterate. Pick up the phone and call is the next step. But in this age of personal computers and doing business online, why should that happen?
Then there’s Blogging, Facebook, Tweeting or Twittering, Google +, Linked In. The list goes on, and each awaits with their mouths open, hungry for what I might have to post. So, I get that done, answer emails, delete emails, follow leads to good links and sites and the day is half over.
Worse, decide to change some records of one of the places where I pay online, only to have them tell me that the user name and/or password is incorrect. Try to get a new one and I’m told that password does not match the one they have, or worse that I don’t exist, I never did exist and further more my security question answer is incorrect. I don’t know my mother’s maiden name, only they do and they won’t share it with me. Again, pick up the phone and get in line cause all their people are busy, but my call is important so please stay on the line.
The week has arrived for our final push. We move Saturday and Sunday. If we’re lucky. Looking at the boxes in the house, I think it’ll take two weeks just to carry them across the driveway to our new home.
Why would anyone bother to move next door to where they already live? Good question, and one I’ve been asking myself lately. Then I try to carry something up the stairs, or worse, limp up them ten times a day to go to the bathroom. Old people do that, you know, a lot. So, okay, the new abode is all on one floor, it’s smaller by ten feet all around. Not being a mathematician I’m not sure it that means forty feet less to clean or not.
Anyway, one thing I know for sure. If it weren’t for our daughter we’d never have managed this. She’s done all the work. I just talk a lot and worry more.
I did manage to upload The Legend of the Rose – a novella to Kindle and see the audio release of Montana Promises and set up three free days for Images in Scarlet at Amazon. Today’s the last day for this freebie on my Kindle page and list three of my books–here’s one– on Ask David, a fantastic promotional site for writers, and write this blog. Whew.
And voila! It’s done.