So Obvious I Never Think to Talk About It… Back up your work. That’s the topic and I have told the story many times of how I wrote a short story per week from January 1st 1982 onward and sold some of those. But I have no copies of any of them except the ones that were published, or in the mail at the time, because in May of 1985 my house burnt down, and since I was working on a typewriter, I lost most of those stories and the two novels I had written. Seeing two novels you wrote as nothing but piles of flaked ash is not something…