To clean my desk.
My creativity is being restricted by my sloppiness.
I don’t know how it happens. I clean my desk and poof! within a couple of days small piles of papers appear. A receipt or ten here, mail to go through, Mother’s Day cards, business cards I picked up at Malice, coupons, a brochure for a Stowe resort (summer vacation here we come!), an outline for a speech, directions from Google Maps (“They’re the best” “True dat” “Double true” – sorry, having a SNL moment). Old pictures, pens, pencils, a nail file, scraps from my son’s “Verona Land” project for his English class (think Romeo and Juliet meets Candyland).
Basically, a bunch of stuff.
Stuff that needs a home before I can really dive back into my current manuscript – or at least that’s what my brain thinks. In a perfect world I could ignore the clutter around me and just work. But my world is far from perfect, so it’s desk cleaning time. Again.
Surely there must be a way to keep the area clean. I just haven’t quite figured it out yet. Any tips?