Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Creepy Objects Of My Own Choosing
Have been working steadily in the doldrums of summer. Summer, weirdly, is a good time for writing in some ways given that there's so much sunshine that one (meaning me) desires to be inside. Away from skin damage, heat stroke, and afflictions of all kinds. Which brings me to the above picture. This lovely piece of art hung in my first writing space, an "office" connected to Daddy's garage. With no heating or cooling, the room acted as a furnace, keeping the hot side hot and the cool side cool. There wasn't much to recommend it as inspirational except that it was more private than the rest of the house, primarily because nobody wanted to spend very long in that room. This ancient warrior was one of the less creepy decorations.
So what's your writing space like? Does it matter where you work? I have spent a long time filling mine with talismans of good luck and creepy objects of my own choosing. But I find I can work anywhere, even with a million distractions. For some reason, I don't get into the complete silence thing. So tell me your secrets. Back tomorrow!
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"Do not despise the bottom rungs in the ascent to greatness." Publilius Syrus
Check out Jim's great chapbook for sale at Motor City Burning Press! I'll be doing a review of it soon.
Benedictions and Maledictions