I just had one of those “writer’s worst nightmare” moments. I always act as if they will never happen to me, and yet they do (quite often as a matter of fact).

I wrote out a brilliant blog post, brilliant I say. Humorous yet deep, well worded yet conversational, just brilliant. And what do I do? Yes, you guessed it, pressed close instead of save. There’s something about the comfort and ease of using a computer that encourages me to press the close button with far too great of a frequency. It must be that certain clicks comes so automatically.

After this tragic mis-click I thought to myself, “I know what I wrote, I’m sure I can just do it again.” Three lines into it I realize that was just wishful thinking. Yes, the thoughts come from the same brain, but this time they don’t fit together as well as they did before. Isn’t that just the way it goes?

I’m sure there’s a solution, and it’s likely not “blog about how I don’t have interesting to say any more,” though it doesn’t hurt to try. But I think my most helpful course of action will just be to go to bed, dream of my brilliant blog post and hopefully wake up in time to write it down.

Has any of this ever happened to you?