Comments on: Loss, Writing, and (unhappily for me) the Loss of Some Writings http://esworld.wordpress.com/2008/03/27/loss-writing-and-unhappily-for-me-the-loss-of-some-writings/ . . . because the heart does not always seek peace . . . Sat, 17 May 2008 23:53:10 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU By: eeabee http://esworld.wordpress.com/2008/03/27/loss-writing-and-unhappily-for-me-the-loss-of-some-writings/#comment-302 eeabee Tue, 01 Apr 2008 13:26:26 +0000 http://esworld.wordpress.com/?p=127#comment-302 Thanks Austin--commiseration helps with things like this. And it really is something to mourn over when there's creative work in the lost things. Thanks Austin–commiseration helps with things like this. And it really is something to mourn over when there’s creative work in the lost things.

]]> By: Austin http://esworld.wordpress.com/2008/03/27/loss-writing-and-unhappily-for-me-the-loss-of-some-writings/#comment-300 Austin Tue, 01 Apr 2008 09:58:42 +0000 http://esworld.wordpress.com/?p=127#comment-300 Ouch! That does suck. Yuck, yuck, yuck. For some reason this reminds me of the poem by Bukowski called, The Whore Who Took My Poems" "why didn't you take my money? they usually do from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner. next time take my left arm or a fifty but not my poems:" I know how you feel. I've lost art on the computer, never to be seen again. Ouch I tell ya, out. A true cause for mourning. Austin Ouch! That does suck. Yuck, yuck, yuck. For some reason this reminds me of the poem by Bukowski called, The Whore Who Took My Poems”

“why didn’t you take my money? they usually do
from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner.
next time take my left arm or a fifty
but not my poems:”

I know how you feel. I’ve lost art on the computer, never to be seen again. Ouch I tell ya, out. A true cause for mourning.

Austin

]]> By: marcys http://esworld.wordpress.com/2008/03/27/loss-writing-and-unhappily-for-me-the-loss-of-some-writings/#comment-293 marcys Thu, 27 Mar 2008 18:22:49 +0000 http://esworld.wordpress.com/?p=127#comment-293 I admire your insouciance in the face of lost writing. Last year I not only had a crash, but after buying a new computer and paying someone to recover the data, my computer was stolen. Mostly all of my work was recoverable somewhere or other, except for one recently written long and complex--for me--poem. No way to get it back, and I grieve for it at least once a week. Have I learned now to back up religiously? Nope. I admire your insouciance in the face of lost writing. Last year I not only had a crash, but after buying a new computer and paying someone to recover the data, my computer was stolen. Mostly all of my work was recoverable somewhere or other, except for one recently written long and complex–for me–poem. No way to get it back, and I grieve for it at least once a week. Have I learned now to back up religiously? Nope.

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