Or maybe I just shouldn’t be left alone with a paint program and nothing but my laptop’s touch pad to draw with.
This is my writing habitat for this year’s Camp NaNoWriMo. It is on my downstairs couch. I have no coffee table. No side table. It’s just a giant freaking couch. I slump in the middle, with my laptop on my lap. Everything I could possibly need is precariously balanced on the cushion beside me. Through the course of the day, things will get dumped. My back will ache. My wrists will complain.
The above is a truly terrible way to write.
That is why I’ve decided that if I… I mean, WHEN I finish my manuscript at the end of June, I will make/buy myself a standing desk. I will buy myself a nice tv that I can connect my computers to and use as a monitor. It will be awesome. I even know where it will go.
It seems that stand-up desks are the way to go. They encourage movement and discourage sloth, which helps to keep one from gaining weight. Don’t want to be a couch potato just because I’m nutty enough to want to be a writer.
A stool works find to rest on if your feet get tired…. I forgot to add a stool into my fabulous representation.
You know, I think a picture is not always worth a thousand words. I think the illustrated blogs are best left to someone who isn’t using a touch pad to draw with… or maybe not, this is seriously entertaining ME at least.