The Geezer spends hours behind the keyboard. Authors do that. I guess that it’s inevitable that a love hate relationship formed between him and his computer. Human’s say familiarity breeds contempt. Were it only that mild. What happened over the Labor Day weekend illustrates the game of frustration in which he and Microsoft are engaged.
The old bird is on the excitable side. Over the past few weeks he’s been developing an idea for a new book. That’s wound him tighter than a cheap watch. He shared his idea with his literary agent and…Walla! Her excitement matched his. After a long, upbeat conversation before the holiday weekend, she requested a synopsis and some supporting work ‘as quickly as possible.’ When the Geezer get’s that type of a request, he reacts like Teddy Roosevelt on San Juan Hill.
CHARGE! The Geezer took the preliminary information he’d created and began hanging flesh on the bones. He dove into research immediately. His desk was awash in open books, scribbled notes, downloaded printed sheets, and the all-ways-present empty coffee cups. And…his problems began right with it. His original title for the book didn’t work for several reasons. Okay, just change it. There is that little matter of file names. Awww, the acorn that the mighty oak grew from.
It revolved around those pesky title changes and the cloud. Microsoft, in all its monopolistic wisdom, tries to force its software slaves to use the cloud. The cloud, or the ‘shroud’ as the Geezer calls it, gobbled up some files that he was trying to keep off of it. Some went here…some went there…some went everywhere! Unfortunately, he did not become aware of that until he was almost finished. Fuming, fussing, and cussing he straightened the mess out. The Geezer sent the synopsis, etc. to the fair lady agent for her royal perusal. He thought.
She acknowledged receipt. The time clock was punched and the Geezer’s office chair developed pins and needles. Thursday at five! Book synopsis D-Day. Awaiting feedback on his baby in the womb made Tuesday long, Wednesday unending, and Thursday excruciating.
ZOOM! The moment of truth. The Geezer’s anticipation bubbled. The conversation hadn’t progressed far when the Geezer got that feeling in the pit of his stomach…something was very wrong. One party was speaking about the sky, the other ant hills. After wasting a goodly amount of time the Geezer realized the files he sent weren’t the ones he wanted her to get!
After the call there was much gnarling of teeth. The Geezer had the fervent desire to throw the computer in the canal behind our house. But if the Geezer is anything, he’s practical. He selected a piece of paper, printed in large letters, ‘COMPUTER,’ folded into the form of a paper airplane, and sent it into the murky waters. Sigh! Humans!
Brandi Progress report: She’s growing! Fast!
If you’re interested in taking in one of the Geezer’s presentation, check out his website at http://www.dlhavlin.com and look under calendar of events. (A link is to the right on this page) Thinks are beginning to reopen and he is also doing many things virtually. Sit at home and see “Here Come The Generals” (one of many) through Master the Possibilities continuing education program.