I just wasted an hour I could barely afford to spend crafting a post for this blog and WordPress ate it — the whole thing, without a trace!
I was logged in the whole time — I shouldn’t have trusted composing here. For a year and a half I’ve composed in MS Word just to take no chances since this happened once when I first joined, only this time I was in a hurry so wrote it quick, hit post and zwoop, it disappeared, gone — urk! Frantically hitting back back back to see if I could recover, copy and save to Word, but no, it’s gone. Arg!
Check the draft portion of “Manage”. If you did not publish the post, it might have been saved as a draft.
WordPress eats my posts all the time… NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM.
Maybe it is hungry?
Annoying doesn’t even cover it. My sympathies.
Gar. I’ve started writing directly on wordpress - I’ll take this as a cautionary tale. Back to word, I guess. Hope it shows up buried in drafts somewhere — make sure you give it a title right off, I think that’s what creates the draft file. Unless I’m just saying that.
Thanks all. I think I wouldn’t have ben so irked if I had been able to recall much of that first version. But at each segment or sentence I kept thinking, how did I do this before? … and it just didn’t come to me.
I did look everywhere in the “Manage” folder, etc., and it was simply gone. Must, remember, to, compose, in, the, word processing program …
oh that is the WORST.
Yup. Been there. Got that t-shirt.
Good idea to compose on Word and then simply copy.
My sympathies.
Sorry Ombud… I’ll use yours and Little Miss French Horn’s tale about this as a warning.
I’ve lost several. And it doesn’t help that WordPress keeps installing beta versions of things (most recently that bloody image java applet). I’ve installed ScribeFire for Firefox and write most of my posts there. And I won’t lose my posts unless I uninstall the application. Meh.
Could be worse. The Wings might have won the Cup. Oh. I guess it is worse.
Cheers Ben.