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I had written this lovely blog about dreams and the essays of E. B. White, and how change is a good thing even if we can’t stop it from happening, or control it, but . . . But I pressed the wrong buttons. I press control ‘s’ to save my writing all the time. I’m sort of paranoid about loosing pages once it gets too big, or too pretty. So I tried to save but control ‘s’ is not save on the blog. It publishes. Now, if I’d realized when everything starting to whirl and do stuff what was happening, I would have simply called for Jon to help me and it would have been fine. You’d have maybe glimpsed a draft of the blog, then Jon would have helped me retrieve it, and you’d still have gotten the original blog when I was done with it. But no, I panicked, and hit escape, which told the blog program that I didn’t want to publish, and it took it upon it’s little technological self to erase, or eat, or whatever, the blog I had written.
So, important safety tip learned. Control ‘s’ is publish, and the old lesson that you’d think I’d know by now, panic is not helpful. Panic will usually do the opposite of what you want to do. But I don’t have time to recreate the longer blog now. I gotta get to actual book pages. Nor, at this moment, do I have the heart, because I, like almost all writers, am always convinced that the pages lost are better, more lyrical, more profound, than any pages I will ever recreate to replace that which was lost.