Head, Meet Table
Somewhere in the vast expanse of cyberspace, floats a year's worth of blog articles I wrote for Bravo TV.
Until a few days ago, they resided happily in permalink land, but apparently permalink land is no longer perma. Whether or not they are on vacation, or joined the ranks of other expats in some distant galaxy, the result is the same: their author is not happy.
The worst part is, I know how important it is to have permanent copies of my work. Though I have the word document versions, I need the finished ad/article/catalog, etc. This means I have to badger designers to make me a jpg or pdf for my portfolio (oh how they love this request), or I have to take screen shots of my online work.
Both of which I do about 25% of the time at best. And it's not always my fault. Designers move on, Creative Directors are "busy" and websites go through redesign after redesign.
I'm especially upset because unlike a lot of my copywriting work (which represents my ideas and that of the marketing team - some good, some very, very, bad), I had free reign to write about what I wanted at Bravo, which means each was in my voice and in my own words.
So yesterday when I discovered they were gone (exactly two minutes after a promising potential client asked for them), I had that familiar sinking feeling.
I now have to weave my way through miles and miles of red tape to find the current editor, designer or tech guy that knows the whereabouts of my beloved. I know from experience, that it will take days, and likely result in a lot of "sorry, I have no idea" responses.
So as of now, my head is firmly planted on the table as a nod to my disgust with my carelessness and disappointing loss.
I am a cautionary tale. Don't be me.