We might go into this more at a later date, but shortly after I became ambulatory after my illness I went into a local Borders and picked up a new How to Write a Novel thing. This was a set, with book and little worksheets. Sort of like the Marshall Plan for Novel Writing without the overpowering reek of formula fiction.
According to the kit, I used pen and/or pencil with the worksheets, but because my handwriting is bad enough to cause rips in the space-time continuum (not to mention is really hard to read) I went and copied them to the Lap Devil, then with my handy dandy open source word processor (Open Office, for the curious) I made little tables so that my wordies hit the right points on the sheet.
It was fun.
The first time I did it.
But with the actual outline worksheets, THE ONES I USE THE MOST FREQUENTLY, I have to mess with. Again. AND AGAIN, AND AGAIN!
This isn’t even going to the master document I tried setting up. My head might explode if we talk about that.
Flash forward to today. My beloved Devil Box, while not a 100% healthy Devil Box, can be used. In fact, this post was written using it. So I’m happier.
But wait! All the novel information is on the Lap Devil! What will I do?
Well, Brother Eric, being a kind, kind brother, graced me with a thumb drive. I moved everything on to it. Thus I can float back and forth between Tower and Lap and be happy.
What are you thinking?
Didn’t you read the title?
All the outline tables are FUBAR. The character tables I looked at… the ones I don’t use that many of, are AOK.
I am not happy.
I’m fiddling with things now, but if you hear a soul shattering scream in the night (or day, depending on where you are), know that it’s just your frustrated Narrator.
Killing a computer programmer.
Let me put the above, hopefully humorous rant, in perspective by telling you a little story.
I’m ranting about computer problems with Brother Todd, as is my wont, and, rather reasonably, he says, “So you want to go back to notebooks?”
I give him a look, then say, as if he was still a child, “A Notebook is still a computer, Todd.”
He returns my look, then realizes where the confusion lies. I take a moment longer, but I do get there. He’s talking about the Note Books.
Back in the day, I did all of my writing on spiral note books. I have maybe a hundred of them brimming with words and images. Stuff that, looking back on it, I don’t know what I was thinking of.
Would I leave the land of Devil Boxes and return to that realm of Paper?
Devil Boxes all the way.
Just…. Irritated. Is all.