The Power of Personal Space, or A Much Needed Ego Boost

Stayed up late last night unpacking and rearranging, and I'm proud to tell you I now have a HOME OFFICE. Of course, by the time I finished hauling furniture around (okay, I was mostly sliding the furniture around on those floor sliding mover things), I was too worn out to even write my name.

I did have the energy to put up some Walter Anderson prints my stepmother gave me years ago, and gather up my writing books and some pens. Now it's looking very nice. And inspirational, now that I think about it.

Even though I haven't written anything there yet, just having this personal space makes me feel more like a writer again, which is something I feared stress and moving and all this worry about blogging and marketing myself had squashed down into a dark oubliette deep inside of me. After weeks of stress, this relief has begun to manifest in flights of fancy of the silliest order...

Sure, I'm just getting back on track with Mara's story (my YA paranormal WiP), but will one month spent on something else really hurt? Maybe that will help me get my but in gear on the WiP for the next two weeks before NaNo starts. (link provided in case you've been living in a cave on the moon with your eyes shut and your fingers in your ears)

That's right. You heard me. I know I've said before I have no time for NaNo this year, but now that I have my new office, it's obvious I'll have plenty of time to work on Mara's story before November starts. And this Hansel and Gretel story is just clawing away inside trying to get out. I almost want to squash it down into that oubliette, but then it might never get out. But who am I kidding? I'm super writer now that I have my home office. SUPER WRITER. (In case you didn't hear me the first time) I can write anything at my new desk, maybe even women's fiction. You know, stuff not for teens, and with no fantasy elements. Like Mary J. Freed's Summer of Stupidity.

See, with this inspirational space of my own, I can write whatever I want, not whatever the muse dictates. She's fickle and only wants to write YA paranormal, anyway. ;)

So do I have a good excuse not to participate in NaNo this year, or should I just stick to my WiP? Keep in mind, LOL, I might not actually be the SUPER WRITER that my ego thinks I am right now.

P.S. My ego just went ahead and entered the first paragraph of my WiP in super-agent Nathan Bransford's first paragraph contest. Fingers crossed.