It appears my laptop was only mostly dead.
And to quote Miracle Max, “Mostly dead means slightly alive.”
I’ve been grudgingly writing on my desktop, but in the back of my mind I kept wondering what happened to my beloved laptop. Many people have a “writing space” to help them get in the moment to write, but my laptop created that “writing space” wherever I took it.
I kept hearing this little tiny voice in the back of my mind telling me to get it checked out.
Today I took it to my local Tiger Direct store. A young guy at the tech desk (His name is Chris if you’re ever in Altamonte Springs – He was awesome) didn’t give me much hope after I described the symptoms, but he went for it anyway.
After a few failed efforts to fire it up, he wiggled the power cable.
A light came on.
Miracle of miracles. I did that a thousand times, but no lights.
The problem was a faulty power jack. Little twenty dollar piece. They couldn’t install it because they don’t sell the part, but I’m savvy enough to do it myself.
Not only is my laptop working now, but my miracle came cheap.
With that in mind, I’m off to one of my fictional worlds. You should do the same. Something miraculous might happen