So I was tagged by Jade Reyner to get involved in a blog hop where you show a picture and talk about your workplace. Then I tag a few other authors. Think I’ve talked about my place before, but here we go with the picture:
Yup. I got nothing beyond the pile of notebooks at the top. You see, I don’t have a room or corner to truly call my own. I’ve worked at the library until I couldn’t handle the loud iPods and losing my space whenever nature called. I’ve written books at the dining room table, which put me in the main traffic area of the house. Same thing goes for when I worked on the house computer that shares a room with the television. These days I work will sitting on my bed and praying my back can hold out. A lot of pacing and stretching occurs throughout the day.
By the way, the only doors with locks in this house are the bathrooms. Every time I try to work in there, I get asked if I need to see a doctor. That or the son tracks me down to ask the questions one would expect from a 5-year-old.
There isn’t much inspiration from these spots because I spend a lot of time battling the threat of distractions. I get more ideas when I wander out of the house for errands, watch TV on a numb day, or step away from the books. Sorry. This is kind of a lame post, but that’s my reality.
Let’s see how other authors do it since I’m tagging: