Goblins ate my novel.
Or something to that effect.
The last 15 to 18 hours have been great, with me writing like a lunatic on heat. Or something akin to that. Been treating the sucker as a job, writing between 10ish to 7ish during the week and whenever plausible during the weekend (though this weekend it's a week-like writing performance). I found that it gets me motivated to work coherently, and the new whiteboard is a big help too.
I had scanned, looked and scrubbed the entire computer to no avail, and hence have declared that goblins ate my novel.
Now, before you ask, let me answer: Yes, I have been saving every three or so minutes. But all of it just disappeared, all of it.
On the plus side, I found a portion of it. So all is not lost.
Also, ever wondered why K is next to L on the keyboard. Here's why.