Well, let’s see what it throws at me tonight.

Actually, it doesn’t matter what happens. Instead of throwing words into a post I’m sitting here wondering what could possibly go wrong.

I’m currently wondering why, after selecting the Classic Block I have a box popping up intermittently with “Convert to Blocks” in it. What do they expect me to convert? I’m already, as far as I know, in a block.

I just pressed it to see what would happen and the toolbar associated with the Classic Block disappeared. I do, however, have a sidebar which tells me that the paragraph is the building block of all narrative. As I’ve been blogging for nearly six years I’m not sure why some condescending machine that can’t even spell cheque or grey correctly should seek to educate me on the art of writing.

At least nothing else bad is happening so far.

I’m very tempted to write a Ten Reasons to be Cheerful post, but do Ten Reasons to be depressed.

Number One, as one of the Executors of my Dad’s will I have lost a letter I should have sent back to the accountant last week.

After that my WordPress worries don’t rank that highly in the top ten.

This isn’t because they aren’t extremely depressing (taking away my ability to relax and take refuge in writing) but because I know I could end the problem quickly and cleanly by going to another blogging platform.

That’s what makes some things difficult and some things less so – the degree of control you can exert.

Thanks to Derrick I now know how to find the word count. Now I am interested to know why I need to press another button to find something that used to be there in plain sight.

It’s almost like someone altered the editor to show how smart they were, rather than to make it better to use. I just want a system where I can put words down one after another, because whatever the new editor tells me – words are the building blocks of narrative.

Well, it looks like a lot of the problems I was having have not appeared tonight. Maybe this is coincidence,maybe it is because faults have been fixed. I still have to press a number of extra buttons just because some geek with a degree in IT values form above function, but at least I can write again.

Well, nothing is certain, but I am beginning to hope.

Now I have to find the photos…

I wonder how you spell narcissistic?