Last week my computer crashed. Seven years of magazine articles, book reviews, critical essays, short stories and novels gone. My computer was old, too old for a recordable CD drive, too old to remove everything, and too expensive to store properly. My James told me not to worry. He would slave my hard drive and retrieve my files for me on his days off. But I have a secret. Don’t tell a soul. When that computer crashed a huge burden lifted from me. I felt free.
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