Eva's Byte #239: Blank Screen
*Contending with dilemmas, detours, and denseness which impede artistic progress.
An independent author, I can attest that writing has its perks as well as its pitfalls. Most of my pitfalls pertaining to the craft revolve around circumstances I have little control over.
Like what occurred the other day…
Drawing a blank to advance my WIP is not of any concern. However, encountering a blank screen on my desktop monitor put me in panic mode. In the dark, I called my technician who assured me, by remote diagnostics, that all was in working order.
Except for staring into a black void.
He proceeded instructing me to check the connection on all wires leading to and from the monitor. Discerning no loose ends, he then directed me to the touch-sensitive “power” button located along the front, bottom edge of the screen. I pressed it, to no avail. Based on my feedback, the only option available was to purchase a new screen and call him again when I brought it home.
Mission accomplished, my computer technician arrives at the scene. It takes him a minute to show me the monitor is fine. From moving something on the surface of my desk, I must have unintentionally shut it off.
Duh! My mind went blank!
All I had to do, was press the power button “underneath” the screen—not the etched symbol. He did reassure me that some screens do function as I’d intended mine. In hindsight, I now see every one of those touch-sensitive suckers!
After another two-way trip to the office supply store for a return, I was back at the drawing board to write what I’ve envisioned taking place in the draft for chapter 38 of my Contemporary before the lights went out.
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An independent author, I can attest that writing has its perks as well as its pitfalls. Most of my pitfalls pertaining to the craft revolve around circumstances I have little control over.
Like what occurred the other day…
Drawing a blank to advance my WIP is not of any concern. However, encountering a blank screen on my desktop monitor put me in panic mode. In the dark, I called my technician who assured me, by remote diagnostics, that all was in working order.
Except for staring into a black void.
He proceeded instructing me to check the connection on all wires leading to and from the monitor. Discerning no loose ends, he then directed me to the touch-sensitive “power” button located along the front, bottom edge of the screen. I pressed it, to no avail. Based on my feedback, the only option available was to purchase a new screen and call him again when I brought it home.
Mission accomplished, my computer technician arrives at the scene. It takes him a minute to show me the monitor is fine. From moving something on the surface of my desk, I must have unintentionally shut it off.
Duh! My mind went blank!
All I had to do, was press the power button “underneath” the screen—not the etched symbol. He did reassure me that some screens do function as I’d intended mine. In hindsight, I now see every one of those touch-sensitive suckers!
After another two-way trip to the office supply store for a return, I was back at the drawing board to write what I’ve envisioned taking place in the draft for chapter 38 of my Contemporary before the lights went out.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
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