There's no easy way to ease into this, so I'm just gonna do it real quick, like ripping off a Band-aid: I lost my flash drive that had my WiP on it.
My story, gone. Somewhere out in the cold world, getting rained on and/or crushed by car tires. Or languishing in a store, kicked under a display of hand sanitizers (or maybe Pepperidge Farm cookies, that makes me feel better).
Thankfully, I had backed it up in October, and so in total, I've lost 9K words. Initially I thought I'd lost closer to 20K, so there's a silver lining.
But it still stinks and I'm still bummed and so mad at myself. I know how I am when I have to rewrite something from scratch that I'd already written. I try so hard to remember exactly how it was before, thus making my already slow writing process somewhere around the speed of a snail (and not the cute speedy snail from Turbo).
I know I'll get through it though. I can do this! My plan is to write the final scene (I was so close to finishing before The Case of The Lost Flash Drive...*sob*) and set it aside for a few weeks to write a short story. Then I'm going to go back and piece the story together (I wrote most of it out of order) and get it into better shape with a few rounds of revising. After that, I'm hoping I'll be able to approach rewriting the lost material in a better frame of mind.
That is my strategy anyway, dear friends.
And in other, better, cheerier news, my third short story released yesterday, and I have a release day post that you can find here, complete with a video, cookies, and weird plants that took over my bookcase. =D
Lastly, the question of the month: In terms of your writing career, where do you see yourself five years from now, and what’s your plan to get there?
I see myself with an agent and with a traditional publishing deal. It's what I've been working towards for a long time now, and I know if I don't give up and put in the work, that I will get there. To quote Henry David Thoreau-- Go confidently in the direction of your dreams.