Last night I had written a post about my computer woes and how I have learned to fix them over time. Ah, the words flowed from my fingers onto the keyboard, as I composed sheer poetry! Never have I explained a situation with mere words in such an expressive manner.
I knew I would surely win the Pulitzer Prize for Blogging, so I asked Jack who is an English Language/Grammer enthusiast, to go over this masterpiece and correct it for me, before I posted it, and likewise to send a copy to Columbia University for Pulitzer consideration.
I went into the kitchen to start dinner and he sat down with a glass of wine to begin the task at hand.
Then I heard it! Those fateful words. “The post has disappeared!” I ran to the computer, took it from his hands, and I looked. Gone! Gone! All my hopes of International fame and fortune! Gone!
Jack apologized over and over, but I knew in my heart that life would never be the same.
When I die now, my obituary will read…” and she would have won a Pulitzer Prize for Blogging, but her husband accidentally deleted the post”.
Didn’t you take the kitchen knife and killed him ? Probably not, too much blood on the floor is difficult to clean and what to do with the corps ?? Try a new post and don’t let anybody touch it !!
Don’t even consider trying to rewrite it. It will never be anywhere near as good the second time.