In 1988, I enrolled in a Word Processing class. I was excited until I realized it entailed all kinds of codes and convoluted manipulations of the computer keyboard, to accomplish the simplest task. It was so confusing that I didn’t bother to take the exam. Yet, I didn’t lose my fascination with the computer and the desire to learn to use it.
I learned to master the computer for my favorite functions by fiddling. As an obsessive follow-the-manual person, fiddling was difficult but I learned to enjoy it over time. I developed a dogged persistence that helped me to decipher Internet speak and make my way through the maze of blogs, social media, researching and surfing.
Whenever a window appeared on the screen, warning me of something, I didn’t even bother to read the whole message. I ‘d call out in a panic for my husband or son to fix it. That’s their thing – troubleshooting problems. I just wanted to use the computer to get things done and it must simply work.
Fast track to 2011 and I have a desktop PC, a laptop and Netbook. On any given day, all three are up and running, networked, fully synchronized and ready to go when I am. Some days, although all three are plugged in and switched on, I do the bulk of my writing and editing on just one.
|The work horse|
The desktop remains the real work horse for working at night.
I still call for help at the first sign of technical problems, but usually, I can fiddle my way through software and Internet issues.
I may have made a fearful start in 1988, but I learned to fiddle my way from the old school Word Processing student to a computer and Internet savvy writer.