It would not surprise me in the slightest to learn that the other authors on the Noble Romance Blog Tour in April are starting to wonder if I can really be that stupid.
Sadly, ladies, the answer is: YES I CAN!
(You can't see this at home, but imagine me hanging my head in shame for a moment.)
Start with my contribution to the planned anthology for the prize package. I intended to send it to one, uno, ein, ichi-ban person for beta-reading and editing. Inadvertently, I posted to the entire loop. So then I facepalmed and, with a sigh of resignation and my usual dark humor, said, "Anyone who wants to take a potshot, go ahead." Luckily, none of them took me up on it.
If you don't know what a facepalm is, here's an example:
|Heavy-metal facepalm for a heavy-metal screwup.|
Moving right along, we find me sitting at my computer, merrily trying to upload a banner for Eden Fantasys to my blog. Should have been a three-minute process. But somehow, I managed to miscopy the HTML code for the banner I chose. Result: a huge blank spot in my blog. This led directly to *headdesk.*
|Yeah, it felt EXACTLY like that.|
Then I deleted the area that I was trying to upload. . . Or thought I did. What really happened was that I managed to delete the banner that Cherie made for the blog tour. This prompted a very loud and animated "WTF?!?!" which, of course, scared my puppy, Munchkin, right under the bed. This, in turn, made me feel SO much better. Not only had I accomplished an epic fail of Biblical proportions, but I had also managed to traumatize my Norfolk terrier.
After a lengthy round of swearing, cursing, and just out-and-out filth, I calmed down enough to explain to my wife at a volume slightly louder than normal speech what had just occurred. When she finally got done laughing in the face of the menacing glower I turned in her direction, she suggested that I put out a call for help. "Why don't you turn on the Bat-signal and see if someone has it?" she asked, her gales of laughter finally subsiding to mere titters.
Teeth grinding, I did, grimacing at my own stupidity and anticipating a chorus of laughter at what I had done. The text of the email, and I swear I'm not making this up, read as follows:It's going to be one of THOSE nights.
Can someone please send me the html to Cherie's moving banner? I seem to have inadvertantly deleted it while fighting with my blog.
This post has been brought to you by the numbers 1 and 3 and the letter AAAARRRRGGGHHH!!!
Enter Bianca Sommerland and Cherie de Seus, both of whom took pity on me and sent along the code. Minutes later, everything was fixed and I was puttering along.
Through all of this, to their immense credit, not one single person was anything but wonderful and supportive. Not one person rolled their eyes (that I know of) and said, "Stupid newbie." And if they did, hey, trust me when I say I had it coming.
I learned a lot of valuable lessons this month. One of the most important ones is that writers stick together and support each other. We're an awfully odd breed, and some of the conversations we have could ONLY be possible with other writers outside the confines of an insane asylum.
To all the ladies involved in the blog tour, R. Renee Vickers, Jane Ellis, my dear friend "Amanda," and of course Erin, I thank you all. I would never have made it this far without all of you.
Until next time,
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