Just Thursday Blog Hop: The Desk

It's not a very interesting piece, this desk. It's the kind you buy for function, not form: it's a generically-made one. I use it every day, and it's become so buried under papers and books that I barely remember what it looks like underneath. Sometimes I sweep it clear, blinking in surprise at the smooth… Continue reading Just Thursday Blog Hop: The Desk

Leaving Traces of Myself

If I look around my room, I see the work of a disorganized person. A jumper hangs over the desk chair, ignorant of the fact that in this corner of the world it's almost summer and therefore I shouldn't have need of a jumper. The dressing table has a candle on it, half-burned down and… Continue reading Leaving Traces of Myself