The Write Space
My desk lately has received quite a workout. Not necessarily from me, but from all the absolute crap it’d been holding. You’ve heard the phrase “a messy room is the sign of a messy mind”? Yeah. That. My writing was blocked, and I couldn’t figure out what was going on. Then I glanced around and realized that every time I walked into my office, it was like walking into a zoo. So, time to clean up!
Let’s start with the original product. Papers and just…who knows what. Scattered everywhere. My bookshelves, which are in my direct line of vision (and ergo just as important as my desk, as far as I’m concerned) were terrible as well. They, too, needed some major help.
See? Bad. I didn’t just want to clean up though. I wanted to overhaul. Streamline, make things nicer. Make them PRETTIER so that I wasn’t tempted to just junk it up again. I have a much harder time junking up what’s cute than what’s not. Sad, but there’s the truth of it.
First things first. Time to declutter. I went through my bookshelves and started pulling out books that I knew I wasn’t going to read again. They were going to the library. I read so many books in a year that this is an ongoing battle for me. Though now with my Kindle, not as much of one. Still purging is good. Plus, it gives the library a chance to expand their list. Other people get a chance at those books, which is important, I think.
Yeah, I had a lot of books to give away…and this was me just getting started. I didn’t count the total number of individual books, but there were six Target bags when I was finished. (The green one was full of library books I’d borrowed, so they don’t count.) Between me and my mother (who passes some books on to me after she’s finished) we made the library very, very happy. Keep that in mind, folks, when you’re done with your books. Many libraries love the donations. And what they can’t put on the shelves, they often put aside and hold sales once or twice a year. The funds help just as much.
Moving on. I then went through the papers and other various crap on my desk and either filed it away or tossed it. Much better.
I then decided that I had no color in my line of vision, and that was a crying shame. So I traded in my metal pencil holder and such for a nice blue set. My favorite color, if you wanted one of those trivia facts. Transferring over the paper, pens, pencils, etc. also gave me a chance to wean those out. Which pens stopped working, which I just didn’t like, which pencils were worthless, what Sharpies were dried out. Amazing how many unusable writing utensils I had sitting around taking up space.
Time to move on to my bookshelves. I arranged the books by size first, because I’m OCD like that. Luckily, after my purge, there were far fewer to contend with. I also decided to get the magazines off my desk, so those went to the bookshelf as well. Then the books that didn’t have many like it went into a lime green basket. Why not blue? Contrast, my pets, contrast. I also had a lot of little trinkets and small things that were cute, but took up a lot of space. They got another basket. And I put the change jar there. I discussed how I made that in another blog post. Curious? It was easy, seriously. I made it, so you can.
After dusting and putting things up there where I wanted them, I decided the top of my desk looked a little bare. But I didn’t want anything too heavy. So I got some cheap letters at a craft store and painted them metallic silver. Why not blue or green? I would feel weird if it didn’t match perfectly, and there are only a bazillion different paints. So I just chose something more neutral. Why “Write”? As a reminder of what I’m here to do. Sometimes, I need it.
So there you have it. My own little sanctuary where I can now be productive and get things done and create lovely books for you people to read. Are you ready to go organize something of your own now?