Webster's tells us it's a small edible, dark fruit. It's also a small, inedible electronic machine, capable of creating the greatest frustration!
I purchased my Blackberry some months ago, being sure that my younger daughter Sarah would help me learn how to use it. Of course, my computer-expert son-in-law James would be able to initiate me quickly into the intricacies of the Blackberry electronic labyrinth, but he is in London. Fat lot of good that does me!
Well, the long and the short of it is that my lovely Blackberry languished in a pocket of my purse until today, several months after purchase, when I ran down to Portland for a visit with Sarah and some book marketing activities.
On the way I got stuck in a little traffic on Route 3 between Belfast and Augusta. No problem. Whip out my trusty Blackberry (I was sure to charge it the evening before) and call Sarah to let her know I'll be late. Can't even figure out how to make a call! I had made one test call to Sarah when I first got it and activated it. Couldn't remember a thing. So much for that.
OK. Sarah and I finally sat down for a Blackberry lesson. Fine. I mastered sending and receiving calls. I even think I understand voice mail. Now it was time for the big test -- internet and email. I'll need to be able to retrieve my email messages from my home computer while I'm away at the BEA Expo in LA at the end of next month, and while on my first book tour in June. Of course, I'm sure Baker and Taylor (book wholesalers) and Amazon are going to be placing mega orders during this time. I have to know about it to be certain that my assistant, Gretel, ships any orders that come in while I'm away!
Well forget it. Outlook Express isn't built in. We did manage to establish a Blackberry email account, but no connection yet to Outlook. Not to worry. When I got home, there was a message on both my Outlook accounts (personal and business) from Blackberry with how-to instructions. The next chapter will tell if that succeeds!
About Me
- Jean Boggio
- I graduated from Allegheny College in Western Pennsylvania many years ago with a degree in Drama. It was lots of fun but not very practical. I eventually became a teacher. That was also fun, but others found it fun also and there was soon an oversupply. When I tried to go back after several years out of the field to raise a family, I found it difficult to get a job. That's when my neighbor suggested I become a nurse. Plenty of jobs there. So it was back to school again for degrees in Nursing. However, I've always been an arts person at heart and had often thought about writing. People always said I wrote well. It was now or never. I began, and one thing led to another. And here I am with my first book coming off the presses and my own publishing company taking form. It's never too late.
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