My laptop died
When you travel across the world to write a novel and spend most of your savings travelling there only to have your laptop die, no doubt the self doubt would creep in. I’m writing this post on a tiny laptop leant to me by my cousin’s boyfriend. Luckily he had one to lend me because you can’t rent laptops in Cyprus. It had me thinking about what words are worth, and what they are worth when they are gone forever. The computer shop was helpful in taking all my files off the computer, thirty euros later. I went in there holding my baby and saying ‘it’s an emergency’ and explained my situation and they put me straight in front of the queue. After she did the assessment she came out holding it and said ‘the news isn’t good’ and i had to sit down, like I was in a hospital or something, very European dramatic(very Koraly). She explained that the motherboard died and it will be very expensive to fix, if it can be fixed at all, and if they open it my warranty would be void. There are no service centers for ASUS in Cyprus. Word of advice: don’t buy an ASUS laptop. I bought it six months ago and it’s been to the repairers six times.
On a more positive note I met up with Anna Kannava’s brothers in Limassol. For those of you who don’t know she is a close friend of mine who passed away earlier this year and she was also a brilliant artist. Anna was the one that told me I had to come to Cyprus to finish the book. I dreamt about her last night too, which was nice. I always like dreaming about her because we’re always hugging really tight and saying nice things to each other.
Her brother, George, was interested in helping me record a poem. We recorded two but one didn’t turn out because George wasn’t recording but I didn’t realise till I got home! It was a great video. Hopefully we can recreate it. But we also did this one, Player, at a cafe my the sea in Limassol. Enjoy!
Ermilia said,
September 24, 2011 at 6:52 am
I would be devastated if I lost my laptop, let alone all the work. It’s an interesting point you raised about the worth of words, even after you have lost them. I suppose there is worth, depending on who you are and how you look upon it. I think words if made with passion are worthwhile, and even if you do lose them they meant something and still do.
Words are lost every day in this world. Conversations with the people around us with no one to record them down results in billions of words being lost every second. But it all means something because it leads the way to new words.
- Ermisenda
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