Few things are more frustrating than the beginnings of a story - the set up and initial plan - that gets erased thanks to a Word failure.

That happened to me a few days ago. I had the notions of a new O'Connell Chronicle, set it up, made a few edits and checked it for continuity. I was called away. When I returned tot he story it was gone.

I'm trying to look at it as a way to improve the tale, be more concise, and make improvements. But my little brain wants to call up Microsoft and bitch them out.

Ah, the frustrations of writing. Why do I bother?