Seems like everyone’s been doing some spring cleaning of late around the writing blogosphere. Or at least, they’ve been talking about it, which is more than I’ve done.
Herewith my home office:
It actually doesn’t look as bad in the photograph as it does in real life. You don’t see the piles of books just beyond the camera’s perspective on the lower right hand corner. You don’t see the racks of yesterday’s laundry just in front of my desk, near the big window. (We hang-dry most of our clothes.) Still, this office has been in much better shape, and my goal the next week is to get it into some semblance of order.
Part of the problem is the lack of storage space. As you can see, I have an IKEA secretary with tiny little drawers on the hutch, plus a 6′ folding table that I bought for cheap at Office Max. I have one heavy-duty, HON filing cabinet on the other end of the room, but nowhere to really put any pending stuff except for in piles on my desk. Plus, of course, office supplies (including the millions of pens that I collect from doctor’s offices to trade shows), books (including books to review), magazines, catalogs, household bills, mail, research materials…the list goes on.
I’ve ripped out articles in shelter magazines and rags like Real Simple on decorating one’s home, but they all seem to require a lot more monetary capital than I have to spare.
Still, I’m not giving up hope. I don’t ever intend to make the pages of Architectural Digest — perfection is so bloody overrated — but I do want to be able to find the top of my desk on a regular basis.