I’m the least competitive person on the planet, but the post by Kate Shrewsday made me think about my writing desk and the contest set by Spirit Lights the Way.
My writing desk is the place where I am when I think of what I want to write.It may be the kitchen where I cook and take pictures or the wood pile when I am cutting wood for the fire. On one memorable occasion it was the ditch into which I had just fallen after one glass too many. The process is like ersatz mental arithmetic. When the calculations become too many or too confusing to retain I start to jot fragments of thoughts on paper. My computer desk is the workshop where I try to make something tangible from those thoughts.I became a photographer because I never knew when a painting was finished. I write because images make me think of words.
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LOVE this, Roger, especially the ditch bit. I can just imagine you lyingthere, composing away.
I had quite a bit of time to compose as I ended up on the operating table at Poitiers hospital:)
Erk!
oops.. didn’t someone famous say something about gutters and stars?!.. c
It’s a choice between Oscar Wilde and Fat Boy Slim:)
Thanks for sharing a slice of your writing life, Roger. Wonderful images. 😀
Many thanks. I’m pleased to have found your site.
I loved sitting in that kitchen. Beautiful shot of THE Rose 🙂
We had some good times in that kitchen, fuelled by THE Rose:)
I like your desk, but failed to spot the Coca Cola…
Great wood basket – those bottles must grow on trees 🙂
Yes, the file name is misleading. The rest of the pictures in that file are with the old glass Coca Cola bottle:)
Wine by the fire place is a good place to be creative too!!
Absolutely perfect combination which I am about to experience:)
…but you turned the wine bottles so we couldn’t read the labels. And I’m glad you were composing in the ditch: not composting!
I have to say that I was on the verge of composting. It was total winter darkness – no light anywhere – which is why I fell in the ditch.
I love your blog, the stories and photos often make me smile as well as to inspire.
That’s really appreciated – thanks:)
Roger, I’m with you in that ditch. I did not enter this contest, because I am always writing. It’s hard to describe exactly where it happens, because it is perpetual for me. One of the last places I write, though, is at an actual desk. 🙂
I love the pictures. I had an egg just like that for breakfast.
I type at my desk, but I don’t write there – same as you:)
I barely write at my desk. I can only write in bed. I don’t know why.
Hmmm, I kind’of live amongst organized ‘Bohemian’ chaos most of the time, but never think of a word or try to formulate a sentence until I do sit behind my desk where i can reach for anything without looking! Love the garden flowering outside the window but metres away too! Perchance would make a more inspired job in a ditch 😀 ?
We all work in our own way. The ditch isn’t to be recommended:)
I like your style Roger 🙂
Glad you like it, Marina:)
I love your reason for becoming a photographer Roger 🙂
Desperate measures:)
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Great post, Roger. Can’t say that I ever ended up in a ditch, I’m afraid. Damn city paved over ’em all and installed curbs. Curb-tripping hurts — but I never ended up in hospital. (Un)Fortunately, there’s still time …
Those city godfathers were spoil sports. Fancy denying good, honest citizens the chance of falling into a deep cold ditch:)
Fantastic!
Glad you like it, Giovanna:)
Thank you so much, Roger, for commenting on my blog, I was overwhelmed. I didn’t know you nor your work, but I’m a follower at your blog from today on. I wish some time in my life I had the means to attend one of your courses… 😉
Miriam, hi. Thanks so much for following my blog and for your kind words.
What’s odd is that for some reason, I always thought of you having a slim laptop and just writing your posts outside in random places.
I have the laptop, but I never take it anywhere. It acts as a backup or as a computer for my camera when I’m shooting.
Hello Roger…lovely to meet you via Nancy’s writing desk competition. I LOVE your photos…don’t know which would encourage me to write more…the country kitchen…or the basket of vino.:)
Thank you very much. Nice to meet you too.The basket of vino is a very good stimulant for writing:)
Nice to meet you too, Vivian:)
A warm fire, a glass of wine and the laptop in a comfy chair…. Way to go. I like this competition entry.
I fell flat on my face in the street a couple of times (ground kissing is not something to be encouraged), while sitting in A&E my thoughts were ‘Can I get a blog post out of this?’
Such a good phrase “ground kissing”. I’ve done a bit of that in my life. Thanks for having a look at my blog:)
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