{"id":1038,"date":"2009-08-04T15:33:57","date_gmt":"2009-08-04T19:33:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/?p=1038"},"modified":"2013-08-02T18:04:47","modified_gmt":"2013-08-02T22:04:47","slug":"wfmad-4-writing-space","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/2009\/08\/04\/wfmad-4-writing-space\/","title":{"rendered":"WFMAD 4: Writing Space"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Since I left my job at NCTE to come back to Virginia and take up family obligations, I have learned to write in what used to be a family bedroom. It&#8217;s a nice, standard-sized room. Every one of my siblings have called this room home at one point over the years. My niece was also an occupant for a few years while their home was being remodeled.<\/p>\n<p>Now it&#8217;s my space. The moving process is ongoing, so this one room has to serve as my writing space, my bedroom, and my entertainment area. It&#8217;s like a large dorm room. Everything has been arranged to accomodate my desk, a light-colored wooden desk that I purchased as a birthday present two years ago. Too expensive, I&#8217;m sure. Now that I spend more than half of my time sitting here, I realize it was one of my wiser investments.  <\/p>\n<p>The desk is my control center. Everything I need to write is within reach. Two laptops sit on top of the desk, one Windows and one Mac. They share a keyboard and mouse, via Synergy (a great piece of software). Ball-point ens in every color, paper, Sharpies, file folders&#151;all the tools a writer needs are spread around the laptops, spilling over onto a second table that sits perpendicular to the desk. <\/p>\n<p>The chair has rubbed deep dents into the floor protector. The mismatched pieces of furniture look more like an awkward LEGO construction than a planned workspace. Oh, and did I mention the bed? Directly in front of the desk, beckoning me to nap many days, sits my inflatible bed. It was the only place that it would fit, but it&#8217;s such a dangerous location. The television across the room can distract me, but the bed tries to lure me off course in evil ways. <\/p>\n<p>No crisp sheet of white paper, this writing space is a crumbled, aged scrap, repurposed for scribbled notes. There a computer and an Internet connection though, and with that, I can write anything, absolutely anything. <br \/>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Fever-1793-Laurie-Halse-Anderson\/dp\/0689848919%3FSubscriptionId%3D02E5W5871AJF7PMMMS82%26tag%3Dtengrrl-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3D0689848919\"  target=\"_blank\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ecx.images-amazon.com\/images\/I\/51yNAGsknUL._SL160_.jpg?w=630\" hspace=\"6\" align=\"right\" \/><\/a><em>WFMAD<\/em> stands for &#8220;Writing for Fifteen Minutes a Day.&#8221; Author <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Fentity%2FLaurie-Halse-Anderson%2FB000AP5REO%3Fie%3DUTF8%26ref%255F%3Dntt%255Fathr%255Fdp%255Fpel%255Fpop%255F1&amp;tag=tengrrl-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=390957\" target=\"_blank\">Laurie Halse Anderson<\/a><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"border:none !important; margin:0px !important;\" src=\"https:\/\/www.assoc-amazon.com\/e\/ir?t=tengrrl-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" \/> has declared August as the 2009 Write Fifteen Minutes A Day Challenge Month. Each day she posts some writing advice, some inspiration, and a prompt to get the writing flowing. For more information, <a href=\"http:\/\/halseanderson.livejournal.com\/254140.html\">see her blog<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Since I left my job at NCTE to come back to Virginia and take up family obligations, I have learned to write in what used to be a family bedroom. It&#8217;s a nice, standard-sized room. Every one of my siblings have called this room home at one point over the years. 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