My hard drive crashed. Second one this year. Replaced it and purchased Backblaze back-up services somewhere in the ether.
I devoted an hour this morning to following instructions on how to transfer “saved” photos into my computer’s photo program. Failure.
I use Scrivener for writing. The files are on the computer, but they are not in Scrivener. I have to dig out each one and then open it. THEN it is attached to the program.
There is something not right with back-up programs. A file drawer for papers and a box for photos has great appeal just now.
This morning I told a friend that I’d rather clean the stove for an hour than go through this process. At least the hour would conclude with visible results.
I should add that even having a terrible draft, which seems like a waste of time, is infinitely better than no draft, which is the equivalent of my stupid morning.