New Office with a View

It's happened; it's finally happened! I'm working from home. I'm drinking coffee at a teal lacquered desk ("how lovely," you say; "yes," I reply, "the legs are curved, how did you know?") while staring out huge windows into my lush backyard. I see birds and trees and grass and hydrangeas, and I am old because I'm thinking about a bird feeder. I try to ignore dust and fingerprints and laundry (my one weakness) and just write, write, write. Soon I will write whatever I wish but for now I must write blog posts for The Greenville Shakespeare Company, a weekly current events article for an online publisher, and news for a new teen magazine called Trak (more about that later). But this may be done in pajamas and slippers or running clothes or an old t-shirt with bleach on it. (Because one can never use bleach without ruining something, can one?) And so it is glorious.