I’m not a great photographer, but I thought it would be fun to share a glimpse into my writing space. Come on in and take a peek around.
It’s only a corner of my living room, but it is warm and cozy. My apartment is not huge, but it’s enough for my cat, Ninja, and me. It’s bright, with tons of windows so I have sunshine all day long. That, in itself, is enough to allow me to forgive the seventies era wood paneling and admittedly ugly green carpet. A little paint and the paneling has a cottagey feel; as for the carpet, it is what it is.
Most of the walls are a warm cream color, but for my ‘office’, I painted part of two walls in a vibrant orange called Sunset Tango. I chose the color for a number of reasons (and in spite of the fact that many people told me I was nuts)! For one, it is complementary to the hideous green carpet and with a touch of purple it makes for a dynamic combination. Two, I’ve always loved orange and, with my coloring, it’s a fabulous color on me. And three, orange is considered a creatively stimulating color and one that I find personally empowering. Maybe it’s the combination of red’s passion and yellow’s cheerfulness or that its vibrancy elicits the sweet tang of its namesake on the tongue. I am well aware that orange is not everyone’s cup of tea, but it works beautifully for me.
The artwork inspires and uplifts me, too. The black cat print on top was a gift from my mom, given shortly after I adopted my handsome mini-panther, Ninja. My talented niece, Nicole, created the stunning orchid, on the left; I love how alive it feels. And the gold leaf fox was a gift from my dear friend and fellow author, Sandra Wright; he reminds me to be playful and to take the time to smell the flowers.
It’s exactly what I need. Visually stimulating, organized, and uncluttered. (Okay, full disclosure, I do my best to keep it uncluttered but sometimes life happens.) I draw inspiration from the view outside my window and, weather permitting, from the lilac-scented breeze.
And when it’s time for a break, Ninja will usually insert himself between my face and the keyboard. (Funny thing, though, how my break times coincide with his feeding schedule, the spoiled little bugger!)
It’s my little nook. Nothing fancy, but created for me, by me.
It’s where I’m free to let the characters in my head come out to play.
It’s where my muses perform their sunset tango from my brain to my beloved MacBook.
Writing, for me, is joyful, almost effervescent. In my little nook, I can allow that glee to bubble forth, transcribing the stories in my head to the stories on the page.
My little nook is like the song In My Own Little Corner from Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella. I can be whatever I want to be. I can write whatever I want to write.
And that is both beautiful and magical.
If you don’t have a nook of your own, I highly recommend claiming one. You never know what might happen when you do!
It’s only a corner of my living room, but it is warm and cozy. My apartment is not huge, but it’s enough for my cat, Ninja, and me. It’s bright, with tons of windows so I have sunshine all day long. That, in itself, is enough to allow me to forgive the seventies era wood paneling and admittedly ugly green carpet. A little paint and the paneling has a cottagey feel; as for the carpet, it is what it is.
Most of the walls are a warm cream color, but for my ‘office’, I painted part of two walls in a vibrant orange called Sunset Tango. I chose the color for a number of reasons (and in spite of the fact that many people told me I was nuts)! For one, it is complementary to the hideous green carpet and with a touch of purple it makes for a dynamic combination. Two, I’ve always loved orange and, with my coloring, it’s a fabulous color on me. And three, orange is considered a creatively stimulating color and one that I find personally empowering. Maybe it’s the combination of red’s passion and yellow’s cheerfulness or that its vibrancy elicits the sweet tang of its namesake on the tongue. I am well aware that orange is not everyone’s cup of tea, but it works beautifully for me.
The artwork inspires and uplifts me, too. The black cat print on top was a gift from my mom, given shortly after I adopted my handsome mini-panther, Ninja. My talented niece, Nicole, created the stunning orchid, on the left; I love how alive it feels. And the gold leaf fox was a gift from my dear friend and fellow author, Sandra Wright; he reminds me to be playful and to take the time to smell the flowers.
It’s exactly what I need. Visually stimulating, organized, and uncluttered. (Okay, full disclosure, I do my best to keep it uncluttered but sometimes life happens.) I draw inspiration from the view outside my window and, weather permitting, from the lilac-scented breeze.
And when it’s time for a break, Ninja will usually insert himself between my face and the keyboard. (Funny thing, though, how my break times coincide with his feeding schedule, the spoiled little bugger!)
It’s my little nook. Nothing fancy, but created for me, by me.
It’s where I’m free to let the characters in my head come out to play.
It’s where my muses perform their sunset tango from my brain to my beloved MacBook.
Writing, for me, is joyful, almost effervescent. In my little nook, I can allow that glee to bubble forth, transcribing the stories in my head to the stories on the page.
My little nook is like the song In My Own Little Corner from Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella. I can be whatever I want to be. I can write whatever I want to write.
And that is both beautiful and magical.
If you don’t have a nook of your own, I highly recommend claiming one. You never know what might happen when you do!
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