Monday, September 26, 2005
Breakfast on the job
I'm going to try one last time to post this before giving up for the day. Blogger's been horribly glitchy, and I simply don't have time for this nonsense.
This morning I was up before the sun and as you can see, had breakfast at my desk. I'm on a writing jag and didn't want to stop even long enough to sit down at the kitchen table, so I poured my tea and filled a plate with fresh fruit and some chewy hunks of multi-grain baguette spread with cherry preserves and brought everything into my office.
I don't work at a real desk, but at a small writing table. I like the simplicity of that. But although my workspace is usually quite neat, things are a bit cramped today. (That's my WIP next to the computer. Lord willing, I'll have this manuscript in the mail to my editor by Saturday.) Notice, though, that my table (which is only about 4-1/2 feet long) is never too crowded for a little clutch of roses. These fragrant darlings are perched atop a stack of books, right where I can stare at them when I pause in my writing and editing to rack my brain for the perfect word (I'm still trying to work "splendid" into a manuscript; unfortunately, none of my characters would be caught dead saying or thinking that word).
I'm blogging light today and probably tomorrow and Wednesday, too. If you're waiting for an answer to an e-mail, please be patient. I'll get back to you as soon as I can.