After a morning of colored wheels and crashing, I fear my four-year-old laptop hovers between this world and the next. For, lo, its day has come; its poised to join the Choir Eternal; it shambles slowly toward the laptop graveyard.
In short, I need a new hard drive. Happy? Let's see . . . .
Welcome to WRITE ENOUGH!
Featured Post
John P. McCann Sizzle Page
'Twas suggested I post a few episodes of my work in a pleasant spot. I've chosen here. Sadly, not everything I've written has y...
-
I've been a slob, a loafer of the first rank in ignoring this blog. And here I stand, on the brink of 20 years of continuous posts to a... -
brucezimmerman.com She was born Karen Goodheart. Thirty-five years ago I would tease her by coming up with variations on her maiden na...
No comments:
Post a Comment