writer's desk

[manifesta]

A while ago, SJMaas posted an entry with pictures of her desk. Since I'm ridiculously proud (probably more so than can be justified) of putting together mine, here's what's on it:

 

There's nothing on the walls at the moment because they were sprayed with mud and thus blue tape doesn't stick to them very well. I'm hoping to get a few tackboards for notes and a white board for novel plotting and/or psych experiment planning soon. I live pretty minimally and don't like a lot clutter, so my current set-up it really nice.

 

1-3 are usually carried around in my purse.

1. Palimpsest by Catherynne M. Valente. I usually keep a book or two around (though I have more on my bookcase).
2. Moleskine notebook containing various writerly ideas and a decent chunk of world-building for Black Widow's Walk.
3. The mandatory iPod. Complete with coconut gummy earphones. 
4. My beta fish, Magnolia. He's about a year and half old and named after a street in downtown Bellingham, WA.
5. Lavender and cedarwood oil and reeds. Its twin is in the living room and is currently spreading tendrils of vanilla-goodness everywhere. My goal is for our apartment to be the best-smelling place in the world.

 

6. Dell laptop where all the writing occurs. The wallpaper is a friend and I posing backstage before a salsa performance in June. (I'm the one with the sunglasses). I like it because my dance shoes are reflected in the mirror. Black Widow's Walk and its accompanying files (a tentative and vague scene list, the pitch, names, etc.) is contained in the folder by my shoulder.
7. Mandatory coffee cup. It was filled with 2% milk at the time, but usually it's tea.

Also: I've been contemplating the fact that since moving in, either my (totally awesome) roommate and/or her friends and/or my friends have randomly been wandering in and out of my room throughout the day. I've since considered hanging a tie on my doorknob when trying to write. Awkward connotations, but perhaps effective...?

Kidding. But still an amusing thought.

Comments

[velvetblue74.livejournal.com]

I don't know what's wrong with it. I tend to turn it off with all windows and tabs and Word docs still open on my file, but it freaked out the other day, and then again a few days after. After running diagnostics for hours I finally got the "Reboot?" message, and the second time it took me an hour or so. So frustrating, though--for hours I thought I'd have to reinstall everything, essentially losing all my documents, music, bookmarks, etc. I've been taking care of properly turning it off lately, but it's remarkably slower. I really ought to back up files; I'm just tempting fate....

Ah, yes, tea makes me unbelievably happy, too, and it gives a sense of routine to my writing. I've never tried herbal teas--always stuck to good old black tea. But I also like it because of the caffeine; I tend to write late at night, when everything is quiet, so if I'm tired it gives me a boost. And I can drink multiple cups without getting jitters, unlike coffee.

Yeah--moving out sometime in June or July, and college in September. The thing about living in Quebec is we graduate a year early (grade eleven instead of twelve), so we go to college for two years (called CEGEP) and then to uni. I actually prefer things this way. The education reform has seriously messed up our classes, but the fact that we get to graduate a year earlier than Canadians/Americans makes me so happy. I find high school rather pointless. I'm so excited for the apartment and college--while simultaneously in disbelief that I'm going to be out of my parents' house and high school at seventeen.