Losing a manuscript that is 80% polished.
Or thinking the manuscript is lost.
I don’t know about most writers, but I’m a pack rat. Even when I delete scenes, I copy them into a file marked–you guessed it–deleted scenes. Since I’m a certified pantser, I tend to completely re-write my story from draft one to drafts two or three.
After the revisions have significantly changed the story, I save the manuscript under the same name but in a new folder. (See where this is going?)
If you’re thinking I grabbed the wrong one when I decided to get a little writing done at 2:30 this morning, you’d be right!
For several headache-pounding, heart racing minutes, I thought I’d accidentally saved the wrong file to my Dropbox account.
I hadn’t. It was my pack-rat tendencies coming out to bite me on the fingertips.
The craziest part? I had no idea that more than one version of the story existed in my Dropbox account. Well, not anymore.
As I typed this, my adrenaline rush has worn off. I’m tired again. Back to bed for a couple of hours rest before I put in a full eight-hour work day on this manuscript.
BTW–my beta readers, you’ll have it by Monday. 🙂