I would never call this beauty of a desk an editor’s desk. I’d call it a writer’s desk. So hopefully I can be an actual writer at it, a real writer, one who submits fiction to literary journals and actually has it published.
How am I supposed to excel at writing and produce anything of worth if I don’t continue to do it, if I don’t make the time to do it (I really wanted to write find the time because I feel as though I’m burning the candle at both ends, but you know what people say to that, right)? I don’t know. But maybe this desk will help.
Stop laughing.
I can get all artsy and deep, and tell you that your true writer self comes from WITHIN…the desk or the tools you use shouldn’t matter. It’s what that comes out of your SOUL that’s important.
Heh heh. But I won’t.
I like my expensive art supplies, for precisely the same reason. I LIKE them, they’re fun, and they make me want to draw more.
Exactly!
But that’s what I meant about the stop laughing comment, too. I’m always hoping some external thing will inspire me. I’m a Someday person if ever there was one…
I totally agree! You should have seen how excited I got over the purchase of a brand new dictionary. “Toys” are fun, no matter what age you are!
Ooh, or new editing pencils. I love getting new pencils and erasers!