First things first, to day is my 53rd birthday and I am not going to do anything I don’t want to. If you are afraid of aging, don’t be. My worst birthday was my 30th and I have never had a bad one since.
Next on the agenda is my writing space. Now, I have in the past mentioned that I write (most of the time) in a room referred to as The Dog’s Room. While I am not a stunner looks wise, it doesn’t refer to me but to a pooch we had years ago. In the spirit of I’m-53-and-I-am-a-bit-fearless-today, I’m going to show you what my writing space looks like.
Before I launch, I have to tell you that this IS the cleaned up version of my office. A few weeks ago I took everything out, sorted and tossed, and replaced everything that survived the purge. Either I need some lessons in organization, or the space is too small. I can’t decide.
Anyway, in the picture above, 1 is the Storyboard. All those cards are scenes I’m working on or planning. As you see, the cards peter out the farther to the right you go. Since I don’t write in Hebrew, that means the story is thinning out towards the end. Heck, it thins considerably by the end of the first quarter. But, that’s a problem for another day.
2 is that ever-present Jane Austen doll you keep seeing everywhere. Mine is in the original hardshell and she waits quietly for the final orders concerning the take over by AuAus everywhere. (Yes, I am just this odd most of the time.)
In the pic to the right is the real heart of the matter. 1 is a bunch of stuff I have yet to classify and house. 2 and 5 are proof that I’m a writer: a thesaurus and writing books. 4 is a stack of my own books. And 3 is a vacuum cleaner. Yes, my office doubles as a storage closet still. When you are looking at all the tidy offices of other writers, just remember that some of us are not so orderly.
It’s not how big or fitted to the purpose your space is, it’s about persistence and determination to write the stories that you see in your head and feel in your heart.