Millionaire Within. E. Brian Rose

a default index page that had been added to my site and all I had to do was delete that one page.

      The control panel for the website was a bit confusing, but it did have a system in place where a pop-up window would appear asking if you are sure you want to do something, before it is finalized.

      I stared at the window that said, “Are you sure you want to delete your entire site?” I read it twice. Then, I clicked on “Yes”.

      I don’t think a millisecond went by before I said out loud, “What the fuck did I just do?”

      Gone.

      It was all gone. The articles, the tens of thousands of chat forum posts, the hours of writing effort put in by poker celebrities.

      I called tech support.

      “We’re sorry, sir. You did not opt for the backup service, so we do not have any archives of your data.”

      I just put myself out of business.

      After wallowing in my sorrow for about thirty minutes, I left the office and headed to the only place I knew that would make me feel better. I went to the casino to play poker.

      I remember this poker game like it was yesterday. Three obnoxious tourists and four really old regulars. Whenever the games were dull or I had no desire to talk to the other players at the table, I would read a magazine and the only magazine to read in the poker room was CardPlayer Magazine. In fact, it was the only poker magazine in existence.

      As I browsed through the pages, I recall thinking how poorly designed it was, how boring the articles were, and how I could do a much better job putting a magazine together.

      Wait. Could I do a much better job? I didn’t know, but I immediately cashed out my chips and ran to Office Depot.

      “What’s the best desktop publishing software you have?”

      “We really don’t have a big selection, but you can try Microsoft Publisher.”

      I bought it and rushed home to see what I could come up with.

      And that’s the day I became a magazine publisher.

      CHAPTER 7