Hello, Friday Fools!
This week's Friday Tomfoolery is about formatting. I have fooled and fooled and fooled with the formatting of this novel. I've compiled and compiled and compiled this thing--it actually formatted correctly for the digital format once, then I saw something I needed to add and that was it. It all went to hell in a hand basket from there (another one of my favorite phrases, by the way). I couldn't replicate the digital formatting for the life of me. I won't bore you with the details, and if I've already polo'd, Voxer'd, or texted you--I'm really sorry 🤦🏻♀️, but in the end I cut and paste all of my scenes to fix the structural errors I made in creating the original file. I'm sure there was an easier way, but I felt I had wasted so much time compiling (we're talking days) that I was going to do it another way. The hard way (remember my computer set up?). Another favorite little phrase of mine? Difficult, difficult, lemon difficult. That about sums it up for me. I may create a little jig to go with it. Who knows? 🤔
It's formatted, but then I have "errors" in one uploaded file (I had 4 files to upload--print & digital) for Ingram Sparks--something to do with color. I thought I'd taken care of this. 🤦🏻♀️ It's getting sent off. Every time I fix something and do a read-through to make sure I didn't accidentally create a fresh error, I find something else. This bird needs to fly.
Here are my take-aways on this one, in no particular order. I need better digital organization. Chief tells me this all the time, but this 💩 got real and I'm done playing. I get easily frustrated with technology, but I'm also oddly calm in the middle of a 💩 storm. There are variables there, and they're weird. Rhythm has a lot to do with it--forgetting that I'm in the middle of something highly irritating and just finding a little rhythm to calm the heck down. For instance, when I pulled the trigger on project "copy and paste"--I was oddly calm after a brief meltdown. Rhythm--cut and paste, cut and paste (sing-song in your head). Historically, I used to silently panic to myself. Then I upgraded (or down, depending on how you view it) to moments of Chicken Little behavior. These days, when I melt down it can be epic in a Mt. Vesuvius kind of way, but then I find this odd calm and proceed to do the things. I'm going to run with "this is evolved," and not just because I want one for the win. I've learned to redirect. Now, I just need to figure a better way to vent or release pressure. I will say that I'm less of a category storm these days and brevity plays a part in that. I also want to note that maybe this new-found epic nature of my storms could be related to years of repressing it and I'm now swinging back to something more balanced. 😉 Maybe that's a good place for the Lemon Dance. Now that's redirection if I say so myself. Even more so if you've seen me dance. 😂
My last two take-aways came to me early on in this process. No knowledge is ever wasted. I've had to learn and do things that I didn't think I'd use or do. Oddly enough, they managed to come in handy here. I had to learn some computer programs that I never used, but that knowledge helped me navigate some of this totally unintuitive programming. Pure muscle memory. It was like the Force was guiding me, except the Force went to help someone else when I started diddling with things and recompiling. I also found two small errors in the "good" file I uploaded when I was comparing it with the "cut and paste" version. So, good things happen during ugly, difficult, panicky, and/or sweaty times. Or something like that. It isn't all bad and I've just about completed my first rodeo. I learned things, which is always good. Had you said that to me two days ago, I would've held up my hand, and looked away while shaking my head and looking downward. After saying, Now is not the time...You might've gotten a shaky in-breath to go along with it. Drama aside, I, finally, deep in my bones realized that it's okay to ask for help and that I have people who are willing and able to help me. That's huge. While I know it intellectually, I don't always practice it--real asking versus panic asking. I called Heidi about the photograph and the color error. Not only did she fix my file error and teach me a few things, she showed me a way to organize my digital files better while she was at it--she's going to make an awesome photography teacher! Go Heidi! 😂. I really do have the best friends--I should let them know more often. Winner, winner, chicken dinner.