I am so frustrated with myself. I’ve been listening to Duma Key by Stephen King and am totally enthralled with the story. In the middle of disk 3, my phone rings and I grope for my CD player to “Pause” so I can take the call. Unfortunately, I turn and the CD player crashes to the tile floor. Need I say more?  A crack, a spring, a case that won’t close, and a weird sound when I attempt to press “Play” greets me. Damn… Now what? The radio with a CD player read “ERROR” when I insert the disk. The CD player in the living room is attached to other equipment and is too complicated to work and I certainly can’t carry around my laptop to hear the rest of the story. I’m crushed. My husband bought me that player because he knows that when I can’t read because of other work I’m doing, my CD player allows me to hear the unabridged books that I don’t always have time to read. I’m afraid that if I did actually read all the books I listen to, I probably wouldn’t be doing anything else besides read and write.

     So now I’m at a loss – stuck in the middle of a story and craving to hear what happens next. This book reminds me of the King of old. The Shining King or The Stand King. The King that really told a good tale. I care about this one and I can’t hear anymore of it until I figure out a way to play the rest of the disks.

     I really can’t go out and just buy another CD player. That is not an option right now, so I’ll have to see if I have a CD player at the Inn I can bring over so I can listen to the story while I work over at the little house.

     It’s not the first time I did something this stupid and I’m sure it won’t be the last. I just feel bad for being so clumsy.