I went radio silent after my presentation to the Cisco Writer's Club. There was an incident that took place while I was preparing my handouts, something that I always have worried about, something I was preparing to prepare for...all too late.

  As I was adding the finishing touches, the mailman dared disturb the silence, which prompted my little dog to try and eat him. In her mad dash to the window, she tossed my external hard-drive onto the floor with a crash.

  I knew it was going to be bad, so I just set it aside until several days later. I found what I had feared, the drive was damaged, and it contained the only copies of every project, my personal photos going back 12 years, and all of my professional photography and writing.

  I have been so upset with myself, wishing that I had put everything to the cloud sooner, but there is nothing to be done about it now.

  I am about to send my drive to professionals to see if they can salvage my life's work and restore it onto another drive. If you could pray for a miracle with me, I would appreciate it.

• Creating a line of journals and organizers!
• The Talebearer - Memoir - Still peeling away the layers. This one is a struggle!
• The Children of Keshet - Space Opera - The first book from the series, preparing to go into a fast-draft rewrite.