‘There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.’ Maya Angelou’s assertion is true, of course, but then I bet she never had to create a book cover for kindle, then put it into a pdf, then convert it back into a jpg just to get it to upload. And don’t even get me started on formatting and converting the damn book. Telling the story suddenly seems like the easy bit.
It’s not that I don’t like technology – I love it. It’s just that technology doesn’t like me. Take now, for example. I’m typing this with an irritating pop up floating in front of my face that, somehow, I have managed to invite onto my computer, despite blocking all pop ups on my internet security. And no matter what I do, it won’t go away. If I walk past a printer in the office, the front falls off. If I go to use the photocopier, without fail, it jams. I’ve been barred from even strolling past the local Curry’s.
If someone gives me instructions to follow, to set up a new piece of kit – be it computer, phone, tablet – and they follow these instructions with any of the following phrases: a child could do it or it’s so user friendly or any variation thereupon, then I know I’m in big trouble and within minutes I have wrecked said new gadget.
But with three separate written guides and the advice of an experienced friend, you’d have thought that just this once I could do something as simple as upload a book to kindle within a reasonable amount of time. Not three days – and I’m not talking three normal days, I’m talking three long, morning until midnight days. With emails flying backwards and forwards between me and the amazon tech team. And cups of tea – lots of them. I suppose I ought to come clean about the swearing too. And the damn thing still wouldn’t go on.
So if you see me walking down the street with a funny, stiff kind of walk, you’ll know that there’s an untold story in me just desperate to get out, if only I could find a computer with its guard down long enough so I could sneak in and relieve myself.
I love this description of your attempts to do the amazon thing! I’m sure it won’t be so funny to me in a few months!
I doubt you’ll make such a hash of it. This is from the girl who broke 3 computers writing her first novel! I don’t know what I do to stuff.
Your post was so hilarious. i’m sorry it is about your life because it made me fall about laughing. I hope the book you’re trying to upload is a comedy. If not, PLEASE write one. Oh, and I am *sure* I can help you with the formatting, uploading because I have managed it a couple of times now *cringes as tray falls off printer*.
Thank you for your kind offer. I couldn’t possibly subject you to that sort of torment, though. Nobody deserves to be exposed to this curse. But if the telling makes people smile then I’m happy!
LOL, you create great imagery with your frustration. You are not alone with the uploading thing. I give myself a month to wade through the mire. Thank goodness for a supportive team over at Amazon and CreateSpace! Good luck. 🙂
Thank you. And I think you’re very wise, a month would be ideal if I wasn’t so impatient. Create space – haven’t even looked at that yet!