I get very attached to my writing desks. I spend a lot of time at those desks, and I crank out book after book there, so it stands to reason that they’ll become somewhat special to me, won’t they?
I came across this old picture of my last writing desk. It isn’t the most attractive photo. It doesn’t show things in good light or even with a clean floor! But it represents a certain phase in my life–when my son was in young and we constantly stepped over a lake of Lego.. But this was a few years ago–he’s in middle school now, and the lake of Lego has turned into a mountain. Where does the time go?
Still, this was my desk, and it was where I wrote my books while life happened around me.
I’ve had this roll top desk since I was about 23 or 24–before I even met my husband. My parents picked it up for me from an estate auction, and they drove it out to my downtown digs where I was working part time and writing full time. I wrote my first published novel at this desk! It has good mojo.
My husband and I still have this little oak desk–there is no way I’ll EVER get rid of it! I just love it too much. It’s currently in a different room, and my husband uses it, but I’m still a little protective of it. “Be gentle. Don’t pull too hard on that… You have to be careful with that knob…” What can I say? I’m attached.
That brings us to my current desk. I love this desk, too. It was a reward to myself for all my hard work, and I still spend hours and hours typing away at this desk. Except now there is so much more elbow space!
This desk is MUCH more comfortable to work at, and it feels good to spread out a bit. It has room for everything I need from files to my printer. It’ll be a beast to move when do move house again, but I think it’ll be worth it!
I love the bookshelf space this desk boasts–and I have my entire set of published novels stashed on this desk. It’s definitely my little happy space. I don’t think I’ll change desks again. This is the desk I intend to die behind. 😉
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Have you read my March release yet?
He’s always been the one…
She’s always been just a friend!
Grace Beverly spent years hopelessly in love with her best friend, Billy Austin. Now he’s back in Eagle’s Rest, Colorado, determined to provide the best life possible for his four-year-old daughter. He’s just not sure how. Helping Billy navigate the world of parenting is a one-way ticket back to heartache. Yet how can Grace say no to her oldest friend?
The importance of a personal place—maybe that’s what I am missing!
It certainly makes a difference!
Lovely desks! And that pile of Legos takes me back to some wonderful memories as well as some pain when I was barefoot in the dark.
LOL! Yes! I find it annoying to be constantly navigating Lego, but I’ll miss it when he’s bigger.
I love both your desks. I share that attachment thing, too. Mine is a teacher’s desk that came from a college in Vermont–it still has the school phone numbers taped to it. My son lent it to me because they didn’t have room for it. He’ll get it back when I’ve “died behind it.” Nice post!
It sounds like another desk with excellent mojo. 🙂 Yes, a good desk is worth keeping! Maybe your son will forget it was his. 😉
I like the new desk since it has so much more room. I sit at my dining room table and use most of it for my “clutter.”
It’s so nice to spread out a bit, isn’t it? I like the extra space, too!