I thought it might be fun to share my view of my desk. So, I snapped pictures while sitting in my chair, left to right, of the top of my corner desk. Now, I’m taking a deep breath. Sharing this is a lot like gettin’ nekkid in front of a crowd, because now you’ll see how messy I am and how random are the things that populate my space. Most are items I’ve acquired because they make me smile. Some are things the children get in Happy Meals or from those gum-style machines at restaurants. They are always on the lookout from something weird for Nina, because they know my oohs and ahs are genuine. Yes, the view is cluttered, but it’s only a reflection of my mind. 🙂
To my left, I have a spreadsheet that shows me the work I have to accomplish this week. The rusty iron mermaid holding my business cards is a junk store treasure. King Kong’s head peeks over the top of the crystal ball–he’s just begun his climb up the Empire State Building. The mini-bust on a stand in front of the fairy curled up on a toadstool is a 2500-year-old fragment of a ushabti (I had to have it to oversee the writing of Crescent Moon!). See the alien babies next to the agate skull in front? Those are gifts from the 4-year-old, because Nina LOVES aliens. But what’s with the four snails in front of the mermaid? My family keeps gifting me with them because I can tell only one joke (I can’t remember jokes, mess up punch lines, etc.). It’s the worst joke in the world, but they laugh and laugh because of course I make the funniest facial expressions while I tell it. It goes like this:
What does the snail say as it rides the turtle’s back?
Let’s scan to the center of my desk…
It’s not as interesting. It’s where the work happens. See the tray just below the monitor that holds a clutter of notes? It was handmade by my dad. He thought I could use it as a “story board” that index cards could stand in. Now it’s just a jumble of notes, post cards, telephone numbers…
And here’s the view on the right…
There’s a carnelian “tree” behind my lamp—it’s for creativity. In the catchall basket (I need one right?), I have Pez dispensers—my Belle-Iron Man-Cinderella ménage. The kids heard I was working on a fireman story, so they gave me the fireman action figure. I didn’t realize it until looking at the photo that I have a small mountain of Altoid tins. Huh. The pop-eye toys are from the kids as well. The iron frog prince is a paperweight for when I start stacking documents in the center of my desk (usually happens when I’m working on bills or culling through anthology short stories). The hand? Doesn’t everyone have a fortune-teller’s hand? The ferocious, big-toothed monster in the back was a gift from a friend. She knew when she saw it that it belonged to me. Yup, someone sees the fuggliest bottle in the world and I immediately come to mind….
TMI, folks? Did you prefer thinking I wrote on an elegant chaise while some handsome cowboy fed me bonbons while I wrote his story?
Would you like to see other author’s desks for a glimpse inside their minds and habits? When you look around your desk, what do you see?
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