The Writer's Life 2/12 - Clash

The first thing I did this morning when I logged onto the computer was check my Kindle dashboard to see if there were any new surprises. Sure enough, there were two versions of my rock n roll epic, Rising Star, offered to the public, one for a dollar, another for two. I hung my head, wondering if the snafus would ever end. I unpublished the one for two bucks. Unfortunately, the one for a buck didn't have a page. Off went another message to Amazon. Fortunately, the matter was resolved very quickly and I was able to leave a link with known Kindlers at Facebook. Dare I say the procedure is finally done?

Later, I was asked by Microsoft to rate my recent purchase of Word. I was happy to. I gave it one star and asked if they offered anything that might stop the pop ups I'm deluged with at most sites. So far, there have been only four that haven't been infiltrated: this one, Facebook, Yahoo Sports and Gmail. Amazon gets hit the worst. I'm not expecting any help from Microsoft. In a way I don't deserve it. I should have looked more closely at the template. There was an option to uncheck the extras. Why such garbage would even be offered is another question. I'm sure MS is compensated -- at the expense of customers. I tried to do a system restore, even one that would return my machine to its state at the time of purchase, but nothing worked, not even the disks designed for such events. My only recourse, other than enduring the ads until the machine dies, is to buy a virus whacker. I won't download one, as I can't be confident it wouldn't be coming from the slimes. Microsoft Security Essentials, which has served me well until this episode, seems helpless.

Given the forecast, I was as surprised as hell when I left the house at 11 AM and saw the sun shining. There were only sparse flurries in the air. It was warmer than it'd been all week at that time and there wasn't any wind. I decided to open up the floating book shop. The flurries persisted throughout, well short of intense. I got to thinking of that song by the Clash: Should I Stay or Should I Go? "...You're only happy when I'm on my knees..." I managed to put in an hour-and-forty minutes, then the flakes got so big I had to bail. My thanks to the kind folks who made purchases. All street sales were of Russian books this week.

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Vic's 3rd Novel: http://tinyurl.com/7e9jty3

Vic's Short Story on Kindle: http://tinyurl.com/k95k3nx
Vic's Short Story Collection: http://www.tiny.cc/Oycgb
Vic's 2nd Novel: http://tiny.cc/0iHLb Kindle: http://tinyurl.com/kx3d3uf
Vic's 1st Novel: http://tiny.cc/rP7o9

Vic's Rom-Com Screenplay: http://tinyurl.com/kny5llp

Vic's Horror Screenplay: http://tinyurl.com/cyckn3f

Vic's Blog: http://vicfortezza.blogspot.com/

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