Over at the Queensland Writers Centre’s Empty Page Blog, they’re “Loving the Ugly”, which is not a court-ordered Community Service, but rather a peek into the private creative spaces of some Queensland writers as part of their rather wonderful Blog Tour. I agreed last month to unveil the ugly reality of my writing space, without quite realising that by the time it came to blog about it, I wouldn’t actually be at home.
You, see, my ridiculously kind employers have agreed to give me a month off to finish the redrafting of my novel, which goes to print next year, but still has plenty of work to go on it yet. So I’m at my parents’ place for a week, revisiting the old country, and allowing myself some uninterrupted writing time. So, suffice to say, you shan’t be seeing pictures of my study back in Brisbane, but rather the picturesque writing space of a prodigal son.
This is where I started writing this morning …
And this is where I’m writing this afternoon …
