Ho Finito! - My Space

*UPDATE - I was remiss during my initial posting and assumed (mistakenly, I have since learned) that everyone who the gentleman delicately imbibing spirits in the linked video. He is not an "old writer". He is Jeff Somers, author of fantastic short fiction and novels like THE DIGITAL PLAGUE. Now, on to the original post.*

So I've almost finished my writing space. It would be nicer if the room didn't also transform (yes, with the sound effects) into a guest bedroom on occasion. I think it's the addition of the corkboard that did it. What's a writing space without a designated pin-sticking patch on which to affix snippets and pictures and mantras and advice? Just a guest bedroom, I guess.

I would have been done with this space approximately ninety-five and a half years ago, but we don't have an IKEA in Alaska. And how is one to design a cheap, cramped workspace without an IKEA? Maybe that's why the old writers used to drink so heavily, because IKEA hadn't been invented (or at least hadn't made it to these shores) yet. I'm not going to show you a picture though, because I don't have my photo software on this computer. Just watch the video in the link and imagine less facial hair and slightly larger eyes.

Anyway, now that the space is done, surely I'll be more productive. More creative, even. Any minute now...