Saturday, April 19, 2008

Computers -arrgh

Computers. Can't live without 'em, can't kill 'em. I had a fabulous post for you all, with plenty of pictures, but Blogger is not cooperating. I can't get my pictures onto the blog due to an internal error. (I think there's surgery you can have for that.) This was a post that just isn't the same without visual aids.

I'll save that post about my new book covers and fabric contest for another day, when the stars aligned just so and tell you instead about the podcast I did yesterday.

Annie Smith, of the Quilting Stash, is one of the first people to do a quilting podcast. It is very popular. She has interviewed many of the heavy hitters of quilting: Joe Cunningham, Mary Lou Weidman, Mark Lapinksi, Diane Guadynski, to mention a few. And now, me.

Annie is a great interviewer, very easy to talk to. She asked great questions. As a native San Josean, prolific quilter and teacher, and voracious reader, Wild Goose Chase was a natural fit for her. It's fun to talk to someone who likes your characters as much as you do. We even talked about steamy bits of WGC!

My interview will be up in a couple of weeks. I'll let you know when. In the meantime, check out her achives at http://www.simplearts.com/blogs/index.php.

My computer karma must be off. Yesterday I rescued a scene that should have been on my laptop but was gone, gone, gone. Found it on the flash drive that I hadn't updated.

Mama said there'd be days like this. But she couldn't have foreseen that I'd be moaning about not getting pictures up for the whole world to share.

What's your favorite computer glitch?

7 comments:

Camille Minichino said...

My computer glitch list would fill 3 blogs, but among my favorites are the kind where you get in an endless loop ... you can't log in because you're not registered, and you can't register because your ID is "already registered" but you can't even get a new password because your ID is "unknown."

In those cases, "arrgh" is not sufficient.

Joanna Campbell Slan said...

Terri--

I have the worst habit--I hit save and don't look to see which file I've saved things in.

What a dope! And then I can't find things.

Ah, computers. I'd have no career without them because I couldn't type. See, my fingers kept slipping between the keys (I have very small fingers), and I just couldn't manage to get up any speed. Today, I zip along...but my fingers are firmly ON TOP of the keyboard and never get skinned up.

Clair D. said...

My favorite computer glitch has to be when my compact flash card corrupted. I had all sorts of things on there, most of which were not backed up, of course. Everything was gone. All I could do was format, swear, and start over...

My second favorite is not taking the right version of a story with me... I try to back up (see above!) but sometimes, when I transfer stories from computer to flashdrive, I get the wrong version. =P

Terri Thayer said...

I relate. I do have funny flash drive story, though. When they first came out, I was so paranoid about backing up, etc. I loved that little thing. So much so that I carried in my pocket.

You can guess what happened, if you're a mother and have ever done laundry. That's right. The flash drive, and my entire novel, went through the washer AND dryer.

How surprised was I to find all the files intact? It happened around Christmas, so I wrote a poem about it,to the tune of the Night before Christmas. I'd share it with you but I'll be darned if I know what file that's in.

Anonymous said...

Finding out that when I copy a long post from Word into my blog, things go HAYWIRE! I have to print the darned thing & type it all in again.

Sheesh.

Barrie said...

How about when your computer decides on its own to leave the internet scene? Just drops the connect? Yikes.

Hey, I just read your interview on Becky's blog. Congrats on your mystery series!

Terri Thayer said...

Thanks Barrie! I love the title of your book, I So Don't So Mysteries. Can't wait to read it.

I should have called this I So Don't Do Computers. Of course that would be a lie.