And, I wanted to share it because sometimes I wonder if all the weird objects that make a home on that shiny faux wood surface ever affect my writing.
I have been thinking this for a while.
Here is an inventory of things on my desk.
Various and adorable salt and pepper shakers, including but not limited to: bananas, cows, mice with maracas, tiny wooden rolling pins, painted wooden shakers from mexico.
DVDs, mostly black and white movies or Bennie and Joon.
Books, mostly gifts, all well read. I don’t allow books I haven’t read to sit on my desk. I prefer old friends I know I love to new friends I’m unsure about (cheesy? Whatever.)
A melted record shaped to hold all my stationary.
An air freshener I hid on my roommate’s bed for a few weeks (she recently found it and questioned me. I kept my cool).
Sad Indian Woman. (My writing goddess/muse). I never know what she is thinking.
Coffee beans and a grinder (necessary to life).
A tape player and various mixes of jazz or swing. (It is my free write music. Makes my heart pump gory.)
Also: pinned/taped to the wall are an array of presents. This list includes but is not limited to: a drawing of myself–that doesn’t look like me–by an ex, a pin-up girl calendar, a photo of a bear with George Bilgere quote on it, pictures of my family and best friend (ie family), black and white photos of people I don’t know that I found at an antique store (I don’t like thinking that everyone who ever loved those people is probably dead.), lastly, a sign that reads, “You are right where you need to be.” (sometimes I forget and panic).
Really, I have been wanting to do this post for a long time. My desk is all my tangible inspiration. I sit and stare at those objects when I come up with some of my best ideas, and some of my worst. I wonder what other people’s desks look like. For example, I have a friend who is a minimalist. His desk is literally a coffee mug of pens and his computer and a plant. Where he is trim and tidy, I am whirlwind of ornaments and useless nostalgic junk. I am clean, but cluttered. Others are dirty but bare. What do your desks look like, Chickz? Readers?
Do you write at your desks, or just put off writing? Are your desks useful or ornamental?
Describe with words if y’all want OR send me pictures…that’d be tight. And, I’ll share them with my next post!
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