Tuesday, September 7, 2010

A Place Of My Own

It's done, my office that is. And I've moved in. Up until now, I shared a small corner of the front room with four kids and my hubby. Picture this, a desk squeezed between the couch and the door, stacks of manuscripts shoved under the desk, leaning on the couch, and piled on the floor. Books and pens, folders and staplers, my laptop and me, perched amidst it all. This is how I wrote, with young children tugging on my arm and sliding down my towers of papers. Adventure reigned--and not the good kind.

I wanted my own space. A place to put all my stuff. A place where my computer could live without the risk of becoming a launch (or landing) pad for rocketing children. A place where I could sit and think, and write, and plot, and create. This wish spurred months of remodeling, and now my room is done. Can you hear the cheering? Because I can. Oh, wait, that's me.



And it has a lock on the door. Heaven.

I love it. One of my favorite features is a chalkboard wall. Yes, an entire wall for me to write on, plot on, ponder on, and even doodle on. And I bought colored chalk. *Grin* It's like being a kid, but I'm bigger. And I don't have to share the chalk. He he.



Here's a list of things I won't miss.

Fickle sticky notes fluttering to the floor only to be eaten by the vacuum.
Me yelling, "Who turned off my computer?"
Me yelling, "Who erased my book?"
Me crying because someone erased my book.
Me wishing I had a room with a lock.
Piles and piles and piles of manuscripts stacked around me like I was some kind of crazed paper hoarder.
Piles and piles and piles of manuscripts not stacked around me because the kids decided to play in them.
Me thinking naughty words when I found the piles and piles and piles of scattered pages.
Me wishing I had a room with a lock.
Answering the door right after I discovered the piles and piles and piles of scattered pages.
Me thinking more naughty words.
The wide-eyed stare of visitors at the door when I answered it.
Me wishing I had a room with a lock.

Yup, I like the lock. Can you tell?

Anywho, I'm in. I'm organized, and now I'm going to get down to business. Time to write.

What is your secret, or not so secret, wish? Mine came true. At least the one about a room with a lock, I'm still working on the getting published one. Drop a comment and share your wish.

21 comments:

Jonene Ficklin said...

Leisha, LOVE the room, LOVE your blog. For all the half-crazed writers with children out there, you summed our realities quite nicely. Keep up the great work!

Carolyn V. said...

You're so lucky! I'm still in the dining room, writing with all my kids. *sigh*

Jolene Perry said...

I'm afraid to have a special spot just for writing. Like it will turn it into a "job" or something ;)
I'm all over the place with my laptop, I can't write at a desk. Well, I can't write well at a desk anyways... funny how we all need something a little different.

mary said...

(1) I'm jealous. It's lovely :-). (2) I'm glad I'm not the only mom/writer who thinks naughty words when multiple trains of thought or stacks of papers scatter across the front room. And (3) your blog is fabulous :-).

Hermana Maw said...

Jonene, thanks and right back at you. =)

Carolyn, I'm sorry you're still in the dining room. At least it has a table, right? And food! Food is good.

Jolene, I can see your point, but I'm still too busy feeling like I've escaped to even think about it feeling like a job. I hope that lasts. :)

Mary, thanks so much. The trains of thought are still scattering, but at least the papers are all put away. :) Thanks a ton.

The Stanley's said...

If you hear a knock at your door in the next few minutes, it is me. I want to check out this cool chalkboard wall of yours. Congratulations on the office. It has been a long time coming.

Hermana Maw said...

Anita, you can come over any time you want. :)

Amie said...

Whoo-hoo! Probably now that you have a lock all your dreams will come true.

Anonymous said...

I currently write in the kitchen. ;P I'm all kinds of envious over your lockable room. =]

Zach, Jen, Elizabeth & Summer said...

YAY! That's great you have a space all your own. I think we should have you read a chapter (or few) of one of your books at Book Club every month. :)

Hermana Maw said...

Amie, really? All my dreams? Wow, I can't believe I waited so long to do this. If only I'd known.

L.T., thanks. You can come and hang out in it. We'll pull another chair in and write, write, write. :)

Jen, thanks! :) You make me smile.

Cranberryfries said...

That is SO wonderful. I'm jealous. Right now I have what you described. Only minus the desk in the living room. Currently my laptop is wandering around trying to find a home. :) Love your new space.

Amber Mitchell said...

Ahh. So jealous, Leisha. I can't make this one happen as I live in a 750 square foot home. You're living my dream, girlie!

Hermana Maw said...

Debbie, I hope your laptop finds a home. I really do.

Amber,I've been there. Our last home was a one level crackerjack box. I didn't have room to think, let alone sit down to write. Hugs.

Unknown said...

I enjoyed your blog today. I too am a mom. I remember the day I got a desk for my painting - no more interruptions at the kitchen table, I had a desk in my room and yes, a door with a lock. Happy Writing.

p.s. I heard about you from Mary.

Hermana Maw said...

Heather, I'm so glad you got a desk to paint at. Thanks for reading, and tell Mary she's a sweetie. :) Happy painting.

Cherie said...

Congrats!
I was going to say that I can't believe you told your blog before me, but then I remembered that I haven't been that easy to get hold of.

Unknown said...

I like your office and writing place. It's great. The chalkboard is a good idea I'd never have thought of. How is it working for you?

Hermana Maw said...

Cherie, you have indeed been MIA. Are you answering your phone now?

Lisa, thanks! It's working great. :)

Suey said...

Awesome! I wished for a library corner and last summer, my wish came true! :)

Hermana Maw said...

Suey, I love it when whishes come true. Maybe we should all wish more often.

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