I just had an idea for a website. Writers/artists submit a photo of their desk, and the person behind the project critiques that desk and judges the person on it, in a joking manner. Kind of like Room Raiders on MTV. I thought of this because I decided that for my site, I am going to take frequent photos of the state my desk is in. Here is my home desk status as of August 30th.
For example, if we take a close up, we can see that half of my writing desk has actually turned into my hair station. The desk critic would say that that is a baaaaaad sign. And the desk critic would say I am not really a writer or something mean like that. Below: Two hairbrushes, a diffuser, a hair straightener, and Garnier Curl Gel.
For the past few days, I’ve been staying in my friend’s home, pictured below. She is a performance artist, and often travels and offers me a quiet place to write. She has three desks in her home.
And below is the desk that I am typing on right now. It’s upstairs with a window and the artist’s drawings trim the walls. Here I sit, with my headphones, trying to conquer endless to-do lists.
My stack of books on my home desk:
Book my brother just gave me:
Let me know if you want to be my desk critic. By the way–here is a cool site about desks: From Your Desks. They quoted me, when I wrote my “Where I Write,” for The Rumpus, with my sentence, “Tidy is such a meek word.”
Also– I am now a contributor to We Who Are About To Die. I will be doing some profiles on people/writers/artists that I meet in person, like this one with Adam Wilson from The Faster Times. I also announced a reading series that I am starting up. More on that topic very soon.
Lovelove and more love,