Whelp, today was going to be the day. I was going to finish The Visitor Has Company, the last (for now) of my ménage stories following Lea, her fireman Sean, and her other fireman Andy (and their friends and family and…).
I had just a few scenes to write: a wedding, a party… some sex.
I wrote about four thousand words today, finishing those last couple of scenes and rewriting most of the rest — total about 18,000 words.
I felt really happy with the work. The sex was sexy, the fun was funny, the attempts at nice prose weren’t too bad. I think.
I was just about to type The End, just for the pleasure of it (this is the last of seven novellas, so the whole thing has been a wonderful slog) when my computer crashed.
I usually write in Word, where I’ve turned on autosave, but for whatever reason today was working in OpenOffice. Where I haven’t.
All of today’s work: gone.
SAVE. SAVE. WHY DIDN’T I HIT SAAAAVE???
Well, there’s only one answer: wine. Lots and lots of wine.
And back into the fray tomorrow.
PS If you’re one of the wonderful folks who wanted to beta the story, I’ll have it done tomorrow, come hell or high water. I have the first two-thirds clean and ready to go — if you want I can send you that, or you can wait for the finished draft. Thanks! (And if you didn’t see my earlier request, I’m still looking for betas!)