This is a desk in recovery. You'll notice that no actual writing is happening on it. This is what happens when I clean too much. I take all the bits of inspiring paper and postcards and stick them in a frame and mess with my lucky statue, and balance that weird wax hand on my lamp, and generally mess around. Right now I believe that fossil in the center of my page is what is stopping me from writing. That or designing next semester's courses.

So imagine how happy I am to see your untidy desks. It means that you are writing even as you are putting on your deodorant and playing with that bendable guy thing.

Now that we've been introduced to some of the desks, what do you say we make some links to cool sites like Poetry Daily. Mr. Wizard--I mean Tom--can you show us how to do that? And then we'll need to know how to post little writing attachments. (I know what you're saying, Tom, I love my writing, oh yes, I do--no, not that kind of attachment.)

And, I can't say it enough, thank you for doing this for all of us. If we're very, very good, can we get connected to the invisible blog?

Just wondering,

Kim