Remember a few days ago I posted about my flash of inspiration? And how I went from opting not to do NaNoWriMo this year to being geared up for it? (If not, then read this.)

Yeah, well welcome to my mega-fail moment.

Somehow the inspired first sentence, the one I sped walked home repeating to myself over and over again so I could get it down, has disappeared.

That’s right. Gone. Missing. MIA. No more.

I’ve searched every folder on my computer the past two days and nada.

Nothing.

Zilch.

It’s just gone. Vanished. *poof*

There are those of you who might tell me to put on my big girl pants and just write anyway. Trust me. I’ve tried. While I remember the gist of the sentence, I can’t remember exactly what I wrote. And nothing I’ve tried to come up with since has the same feel as the original inspired sentence.

Let me put it another way.

I’ve tried to write another first sentence, but that’s as far as I get. The rest is just blank. When I came up with the missing sentence, I saw the characters, the story line, the action.

See the difference?

(This might make more sense if you could see inside my head. Then again, that might be too scary of a place for you non-introverts.)

And so I’m back to where I was pre-inspiration. le sigh

So lesson learned kiddos. Always make a back-up. And in my case, in the future, I’ll be making a back-up of my back-up.

For those keeping track, I’m now 5,001 words behind schedule. (Or 4,678 if I count this blog post.) So far, 2019 is not shaping up to be the best NaNoWriMo year.

If you happen to have some spare inspiration, send it my way. Or better yet, if you’re a computer genius, help me find my missing file. In the meantime, I’ll be sitting over in the corner grumpy and despondent.