Writing from my office for the first time…

I’m sitting at my desk in my office. By office, I mean my own room in my own home where I can do things writers do when no one is looking.

This is the first time in my life where I’ve had such a room. This isn’t to say I didn’t have an “office” before, but those rooms tended to moonlight as bedrooms on the side. For the last four years of my life, my office space (and I’m using the term loosely here) had consisted of the couch in our living room with a little fold-out desk that hung over the side of the couch like one of those hospital trays you see on deathbeds. When I wasn’t using that, my office space usually amounted to any table I could find – preferably one in a corner – at the local Starbucks.

As I’m writing this, I can hear workers making noise downstairs as they finish the millions of tiny details needed in order for this home to be considered complete. One day in the near future, when I’m using this very office, I expect it to be a little quieter. There is a door that is open, but I know that I could lock it if I wanted to…you know, if I was busy hiding a dead body like in a movie. Through the doorway, I can see our library resting comfortably in the next room. I’m ten paces shy of a thousand different universes made of trees and this makes me so happy it’s crazy. I also have a lovely window that’ll be open behind me when the sun starts doing its job better (I think it’s a little intimidated by all the attention Super Moon has been getting). Soon, I’ll be putting up a white board over the desk and unpacking all of my toys that my wife wishes I’d burn already.

I don’t know what I’m going to create in this office. I do know I’ll be writing lots and lots of stories and working on the thousands of projects I keep foolishly committing to. I have a book that I’m waiting for a publisher to approve – and honestly, if that happens, I’ll be just as surprised as anyone. There’s a novel that’s been begging to be finished for a long time. There are television show pitches that have been trying the patience of a network for the last six months. I have notes for over a dozen short stories, and that’s not counting the ones taking up headspace at the moment. Plus, haikus, recipes and other things that cannot be mentioned in the sunlight.

This is the first thing I’ve written in this room, my office.

I’m ready to get started now.


  1. Joan

    I so look forward to the magic that you will create in this room.

  2. Christian A. Dumais

    Thanks, Joan! I can’t wait for you to read some of this stuff.

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