NaNoWriMo began with aplomb last Friday. That same weekend I went to Vegas. Between visiting my great Aunt Mary, losing $2 at the slot machines, and trying several flavors of delicious gelato at the M casino buffet (Rum Rasin was my favorite), I somehow managed to eck out 5,000 words. My writing got rolling on the weekdays. By Thursday evening, I was up to 18,306 words or 65 pages.
On Thurday night, my ipad deleted my documents.
All of them. Two years worth of documents.
A similar thing happened last year around this time. I had been typing up my NaNoWriMo when a glitch wiped out a couple thousand words. But this wasn't just a few pages. This was several hundred documents. You know how many hours I put into NaNoWriMo? You know how many hours I lost?
Because, thanks to last year's glitched, I'd backed up all my important documents. As soon as I'd finished my 18,306 words, I emailed myself the document. My uncle's going to try and recover my work, but even if such efforts fail, at least I know most of my writing's saved. Still, I did lose some of my minor stuff, including next's Sunday's "Dissecting Fantasy" blog. And I felt shaken and insecure about my technology. What if I had lost something important? It's kind of scary.
P.S. My uncle did recover my files from the cloud, so everything turned out all right.