No. Really. I know I promised to put Blood Marriage up on Amazon in June, but a virus ate my computer. Really.
Initially I spent too many days (I’m stubborn) trying everything my PAID security provider suggested to clear the trouble. Nothing worked.
Then I took the machine to the famous chain computer store where I bought it. Yes. They could fix it. For a gazillion dollars. (Two kids off to college in less than two months and the air conditioner quit in 100-plus degree weather. So fresh out of gazillions). Well, they assured me, it would be much cheaper to simply buy a new one. Though of course I’d lose my data, pics, etc. I took my sick machine home. More days wasted.
Next I called a kid I knew. He came over and took my computer home with him for a small fraction of what the famous computer chain guys had wanted. He brought it back six days later.
He’d killed the viruses, retrieved and restored the data, pics, etc (yay!). He’d also wiped the hard drive and installed a more up-to-date operating system, less vulnerable browser, cooler email thingee, and a better security software. Best of all my novel is sitting safely in the Cloud. Sadly, the word processing softwares I need to be able to do anything with it, along with my voice recognition software and a few other things, were blown to smithereens. But that, he assured me, was no problem since I could simply reinstall them from the original disk or download them again via the net using my licensing/registration codes.
Uh-oh. Was I supposed to keep those?
Now I’m running endless customer service gauntlets trying to get my software reinstalled. I’ll save you the ugly details, but rest assured I’ve been punished thoroughly for tossing those disks and misplacing those codes.
Happily, today I finally proved (I think) to one company that I did buy their product and deserve to be allowed to reinstall. They’ve promised me a magic disk.
So someday, when I finally fish my novel out of the ether, I will publish it.
And I actually do have a dog.