I met Jana at the NonCon in Atlanta in October and am not sure how I'd never crossed paths with her before then. I'm glad that the blogging fates brought us together though because I need more people with whom I can discuss candy and the evil intentions of the Keebler elves. Jana does a thing called Stream of Consciousness Sunday which seems tailor made for my little gerbil brain. So, I decided to give it a go today. The basic idea is that you write for 5 minutes and do not proof or edit. Here is what came of my very first SOC Sunday.
I have a desk now, a writing place. I've never really had one. I usually write while lying on the couch which makes me feel kinda lazy if I'm honest. It makes me feel like I am just doing a little something instead of the big something that I really hope to do which is to put meaningful words down in print. So, we finished moving Luisa's workspace down to the family room and cleared out her old, small desk and now it is mine. If you open the door that was originally supposed to hold a giant CPU, you will find paper and printed copies of a very old manuscript. My expandable file folder is in there now - it contains all the printed drafts of the essays that I hope will make up this book that I am writing. It makes me feel a little bit more like a writer, even thought it shouldn't matter at all. But I have a desk. And piles of my writing. And a new chair. And it makes me feel something...something that is just out of my reach to explain. This is the first thing I have written in this new space but I hope it won't be the last.