Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Hot enough for you?

What to talk about during the heat of summer? Here in Central Texas, we’re hitting 105 nearly every day—and we have humidity. I feel sorry for the hard-working folks who have to be outside, laboring in this heat.
One of the perks of being a writer: as I write, I’m sitting here in my pajamas with the air conditioning on and the ceiling fan—mandatory in the South—turning. Also, I’m cursing (gently, no really bad words) because my new computer won’t read the printer. This is my THIRD CPU since the old one died a week ago. I won’t bore you with the problems except to tell you the printer installed very nicely on the first two, which had other problems, but refuses to on this one. I’m writing this as I wait to call the GEEK SQUAD which opens in fifteen minutes.
So, one of the downsides to being a writer: we’re dependent on technology that sometimes doesn’t work and my poor creative brain can’t deal with the stubbornness of technology. It seems like an uncooperative character who wants to do things his way. Of course, I can work through that character, but after having attempted to install the printer seven times and even finding a patch, I still can’t print anything. The printer’s motivation is entirely hidden from me.
I’ve sent a few things to my husband’s email and he takes care of them, but I’m thinking he won’t be happy if I send him the ninety-five pages I need to edit. AND I fear writing anymore because I may have to take this CPU back as I did the first two. I had wanted to get an HP but they didn’t have the one I wanted so I got this one—after haggling on price—a brand I haven’t used before. (If you want to know what it is, email me at I’ll be glad to dish privately.)
And yet as I write this, I realize how incredibly spoiled I am. I have a friend in Iraq with the Army. Her name is Jessica Scott. Although unpublished, she’s a writer of great military women’s fiction and just signed with a terrific agent. Remember that name. Now she’s away from her children and a lot hotter than anyone here. On top of that, although my computer is a bother, it doesn’t shoot rockets and mortars at me while I work.
Jess, you and your military buddies serving all over the world are my heroes. You put up with heat and cold and danger and isolation. I can’t tell you how much I admire you. Thank you, guys! We pray you all come back to us safely.
And I promise not to complain so vociferously about my insignificant problems.


Jessica Scott said...

Jane, you flatter me. I'm just a gal like everyone else, doing what we love - writing - wherever I happen to be. I won't argue though that it's hot (115 yesterday) but the heat won't last, nor will my writing hiatus. Soon I'll be back to Mommy mode and my writing time will once more have to be scraped from the bottom of the time clock.
Thanks for the shout out. You're an absolute treasure and I'd be lost without your support over here!

Sandy Cody said...

Thanks, Jane, for putting things in perspective. I join you in sending good thoughts to Jess. I wish her a safe tour of duty and good luck with her book when the time comes.

Carol Hutchens said...

Wishing Jess a safe return and great success in writing.

I'm with you on the techno bashing. I've fried a laptop...picked up a virus on my desktop and put it out of commission for two weeks...just since Jan.

But thinking of your comments about Jess makes me realize I spiked my blood pressure for no reason...well, small reasons!!

Jane Myers Perrine said...

Please forgive me for being so late in answering your posts. I've had computer problems for ten days and now google doesn't want to accept my comments!

Jane Myers Perrine

Jane Myers Perrine said...

Jess--I don't flatter you. Youa re truly amazing. I'm really looking forward to a time you can assume you Mommy mode again. Hurry home!


Jane Myers Perrine said...

Sandy--thanks for stopping by and sending your support to Jess. I'll remind everyone when Jess's first boook comes out.

Jane Myers Perrine said...

Carol--I appreciate your leaving a comment. Don't know how we wrote or did anything without computers, but aren't they a HUGE BOTHER when they don't work?