Catching up, more slowly than anticipated

Well, it was looking so good...

Catching up with the posts, the good thing was all the Blue Peter “Here's one I made earlier”s saved up, to come cascading from the Documents/Blog folder, and accelerate the progress. There's a yellow, standard size post-it note, right by my right elbow there. 27/08, 28/08, 29/08, 01/09, 02/09...

Some are in boxes. Tat indicates a sub-folder, with some pictures or quoted stuff or other related files in them. Some are in ellipses, meaning the LibreOffice Writer documents are all there is. But in any case it looked so promising for a bigtime, superspeed catch-up...

But the dates were wrong...

“Hello” I thought, “I may be going mad, but I've posted that before...”

So I checked, and I had.

Playing July catch-up in August, I'd dated the files '08' instead of '07'.

Those Blue Peter files evaporated before my eyes, into thin...thin...what's the computer equivalent of thin air? Evaporated into already used-up binary, or hexadecimals or whatever.

So, back to the drawing board

Suddenly, there's a blank screen and a keyboard where there was the copy, paste and post job a few seconds ago.

Blogger's changed...

About that simple copy, paste and post line there...

...and not for the better

Randomly, sometimes a post loads up with all the pictures and formatting (underlines, italics, etc.) as they were in the original.

More often, the pictures are missing, when you upload them they get bunged in at the start of the post and not where they belong (where the cursor says they'll be positioned) and the return key takes you to the end of the document, and shift+ return actually does the paragraph thing.

Even more often, there's neither formatting nor photos. So there's a lot of fiddling to do before hitting 'Publish' and then more to do re-opening with the 'edit' facility and removing ten million additional empty lines between pictures and text that I didn't put in there, and then hitting 'Update' button.

To be fair to Google, the blogger site does ask for feedback and I never give it any, assuming that they're probably being bombarded by others with similar issues.

There's a lot of good books out about now

One of those buses coming along things. Martin Amis, Ian McEwan, Murakami, Will Self, and David Mitchell's The Bone Clocks all at once, and then William Gibson's The Peripheral in November.