So this is where I do a lot of things. I just recently cleaned it off and got it back into working condition. I had taken over the living room and the couch wasn’t working out anymore. Anyway this is what my desk looks like here in Birmingham…

My pen cups with Elvis, Batman, Superman, and Jim Halpert on them, holding red pens, highlighters, color pens and black/blue pens respectively.

My constantly fighting US and Soviet Unicorns.

If you’re in the market for a great stapler or tape dispenser get one of these puppies.

This my left little shelf, It’s where Wall-E and Batgirl and Kris Kristofferson live! Oh and my autograph from Jesse, he’s the best!

Close up of Apple Jack…I share a soul with this little piece of plastic. We’ve been together forever.

My pet Butterfly…that’s pretty self explanatory.

This is the back wall cork board. It’s where I keep a couple of random quotes and a couple of things I wrote for myself. Bill Monroe is there with his mandolin. Willie! and Janice’s beads. Also one of the many really cool photos my mom took of me and my dad when I was tiny.

My left shelf is where Supergirl and a froggy my Aunt Suzi bought me live! The Polaroid is my mom and I standing in front of the home we left in North Carolina the day before we moved to L.A.

Willie! This is probably my favorite picture of my favorite singer, songwriter and guitar player.

My favorite song lyric ever and my little Buddha Buddy that helps me stay in harmony.

A sweet cowboy boot I bought at the Grand Canyon. It sits between two pictures of me with my best friends. One day I’ll have a pair of these to put my feet in but right now this one keeps my USB drives cozy.

Detail of the higher shelf with Indian Jones! a crazy panda, a photo of my grandma and her bff Norma, two photos of the desert somewhere that mom had from Aug. of 1970, i love those. My van right after my mom and I painted it pink,  Dwight and Optimus and half of Iron Man. They make a good team.

These are the only books I keep on my desk, a few references and good ‘ol Mr. Hammett.

Done.

Outlines for chapters 26-34?

Done.

Chapter 35?

Yeah I already wrote that.

Funny Picture of a cute animal?

Check.

I hate typing. I’m on day three of a scheduled three days of typing chapters 15c-20 and I’m on written page four of chapter 16. I’ll finish today. I have to. I have to do other work this weekend. Work for money, the only thing I hate worse than typing right now. Think happy thoughts for my fingers!

So the book will have more than 35 chapters, just as I knew it eventually would.  I outlined 16-20 today, will be writing those over the next five working days.

Paying work takes up too much of my time…Blarg.

Typing wasn’t so bad today. I finished 4, 5, and 6 and I’ll probably get a head start on 7 tonight. Any way I can get ahead on this week’s typing schedule will be awesome.

My laptop cooler and my new camera get here tomorrow!@(&#(@*^#@(*$ I can’t wait.

…4 more days till vacay….and 21 televisions.

Finished chapter 13 today. 14 tomorrow and 15 on Friday. Then a week of typing chapters 4 through 15 and another week of rewriting chapters 4 through 15 then on to 16 and everything after that.

Favorite thing I wrote today:

“Etta sat in a claw-foot tub full of water that wasn’t warm anymore.”

Again, has nothing to do with the post but I would like a puppy suit for my birthday, just gettin’ that info out there early.

35. This is the number of chapters my book will have barring some tragedy where I wake up tomorrow and realize I was on drugs this afternoon when I decided to try and figure out how many chapters my book might have.

I wrote the last chapter of my book on the plane the other day. It’s only one sentence  so I can’t post any of it here but it’s a chapter none the less. I also finished chapters 8 and 9 on the planes. I’ll be putting up some stuff from those when I start to type them up, soon hopefully.

It’s Nannerpus!

Favorite thing I wrote yesterday:

“I guess what I’m saying is…can I have a rain-check? Can I even do that? Are there rain-checks on dates?”

-Etta Daring, DFS

Favorite thing I wrote, uh, yesterday:

“He was right where she had wanted him to be but like the dog that finally caught the mail truck she was scooped up into the wheel, pulverized and left in a puddle on the road.”

Yeah...this doesn't have anything to do with the quote. It's just amazing.