MY OFFICE: Creative Chaos?

Or simply chaos? On a snowy day I walked into my office (so-called) and thought CHAOS! I soothed myself by remembering that creative people are supposed to be slobs, papers everywhere, books scattered over the floor, old cups of coffee growing mold on the surface.

I looked up and saw my flying pig. When pigs fly---well, there he was, so maybe there was hope after all.



And there was an old photo of my friend, novelist Lee Smith, with a yellowing poem clipped from some magazine or other so many years I can't remember what it was.




Over my desk, a water-stained photograph of Meryl Streep in a tree, when she was in THE FRENCH LIEUTENANT'S WOMAN. Remember that movie and the novel that spawned it?
You will not see what lies beneath!



And over the center of my desk, a framed Georgia O'Keeffe, giving me a scolding look. Clean up this mess!



To my left, over my bulletin board, I saw Mother Earth, holding the animals in her hands, eyes closed as if in prayer.
I found this at a flea market in Georgia and immediately knew I had to have it. Just looking at it inspires me to me hope that someday soon I will have an office I can easily walk across and in which I can find whatever I need.



Tomorrow, my bulletin board! I know you will be waiting breathlessly to see what's been thumbtacked there for years!