I had difficulty putting on my Pollyanna head lately so I can't say with real enthusiasm that I'm glad my email packed up allowing me more time to write. I found it very hard to smile when the memory failed on the computer and then, three weeks later, the hard drive conked out. I didn't exactly suppress a giggle when I discovered that the book I'm writing wasn't on my memory stick, even though I'd copied it there and the computer had confirmed this. It was telling lies at the time, just before dying completely.
Now I am smiling. I'm back online. There are hard working and reliable new innards in my computer and I've rewritten everything I had lost. Now it's over to you. One fatality was my address book so if you think you were on it before, or want to be on it now, email me so I can keep you. Please!