Before kids, I had my own room upstairs with the perfect amount of clutter, paper, books, and a desk where I typed many a manuscript. Oh, how I miss that room. It has since been painted in light blue, green, and yellow, carpeted, and currently houses my two little girls and all their stuff. My stuff has been exiled to the dining room, shoved into the corner. It is both a good and a bad spot. Here’s why:
1) Good: It has a relaxing view. I positioned my desk so I can look out the window when I write. I have a good view of the swing set, reminding me that at heart I am playing, and in the spring, the bright yellow buds of a forsythia brushes up against the screen.
2) Bad: Too much traffic. In other words, my kids can find me way too easily. I need a place where I am more difficult to find. That’ll keep ‘em busy for a while, mwhahaha!
3) Good: A constant reminder of my book deal. I printed out the Publisher’s Weekly blurb announcing EVERLASTING’s sale, and taped it on the shelf right next to where my laptop sits. So whenever I get stuck in a scene, and my eyes start to drift, I see the PW blurb right there in front of me, cheering me on.
4) Bad: My cool Pier 1 rug smells like pee. One of the cats did it. And it smells. Especially in the summer humidity. Ick. Just so you know, the Bissel Pet Deodorizer and Cleaner scrub brush thingy doesn’t work.
5) Good: My wooden, four-panel screen. It might block some of the light, but with this sucker up, my “corner of heaven” is hidden from view, as is the clutter, book piles, and the comfy rolling chair my cats have shredded with their vicious claws. Talk about Fangs, Fur, and Fey…