I told you the ac adapter burned out last week.

I was using the alternate one, the oldest, pending the arrival of the new one from Dell.

It arrived. I waited until evening, when I like to use my computer in the living room, and plugged in there. Immediately—

The battery-charge light began blinking, two yellows and a green. This is not good. Not only that, all the programs I had running were no longer running, and the machine began showing me update notices and all sorts of crap, as if it were just booted. Ordinarily if there is an adapter problem, the computer will report it—no such thing. I didn’t like what was going on, however, and pulled the plug. The computer, which was already mostly charged, should have continued to run. It went black. No blinky shutdown lights. No. Just utterly black.

I took it back to my workstation, plugged in the other adapter, and tried to bring it up. Deader than a mackerel.

What’s on this hard drive? All my prepared work for Closed Circle, and the current Foreigner novel, which has not been backed up since 10,000 words ago.

Now, I will tell you, this is not a happy situation. Yes, I’ve got a backup at 80,000  words. But a novel is a fragile thing. If I were knocked that far back in the process, I could not recover the book as it now exists. Things would change, and it would be a hard mental battle between what I envisioned being in the text and what I would find in the text. Reconstruction is an absolute nightmare.

I was reasonably calm. I asked Jane for her Dell, and tried to get online Chat. No luck. It was having a Moment and it was 7 pm. So I got the phone number and called Dell. I informed the screener that my computer had become a paperweight and after looking at my file, she routed my problem fairly quickly to a Latitude team, and a very nice chap with a Hispanic accent. He walked us through a procedure of removing the battery, then trying to come up on the old ac adapter.

Jane at that point noticed that the device was not showing a light, and it was humming.

So…we went and got the ac adapter that had started the problem. Plugged it in. Still nothing. By the tech’s instructions we stripped out the memory (half of it, not yet going after the chip under the keyboard, which is a bit of a bear to get at), the hard drive, and the dvd drive. Plugged in the adapter (the new one) and we had lights. Life. Joy!

We started adding pieces back, and the machine began to boot Windows. At that point, the tech very patiently waited while Jane—at this point my nerves were iffy and I was making keyboard mistakes—yanked the novel folder onto a flash drive. So we had that.

We got down to the last item, the main battery, and I was sure it would be fried, but no, it worked perfectly. The problem was not the new ac adapter, but the old one, which had decided to die when the UPS truck delivered the other one.

I had 3 glasses of wine after that, and have hell’s own headache this morning, but that’s all right. My file is backed up and my computer is alive.