My office is a lovely room.
Just last year the very incredible talents of one Peter V. Smith were put to work, creating the masterpiece within which I sit every day.
Problem was -- I had a very busy year...
Let's just say I have a lot of empathy for the disgraced coroner from Ontario -- or for his filing skills, anyway.
Well, I'm home now, and am trying to turn my attention to all the stuff that has fallen -- abandoned and in ruins -- around me while I have been running around promoting Ms. Zephyr, dealing with SiWC issues and writing DEADLINE in between.
I do have a few more events between now and the end of the year, (more in the next post on that) but in between -- it's time to open my mail. (2.5 ' stack under arrow...)
I spent most of the day cleaning out my office, organizing, re-shelving and so on. And no, this is not the 'before' picture.
So let's just get this straight. Coroners are supposed to have tidy offices. But writers...?
PS -- Watch this space for upcoming signing events before Christmas...