Birthing a Study
This Memorial Day Weekend, my muse and I are trading out our office for a study.
*patiently waits a beat as heads are scratched, brows are furrowed and eyes are rolled*
Yes, there is a difference.
No, it’s not just a Chloe-thing.
An office, in my mind, is for working. A study is for reading.
Admittedly, when one is a writer, reading and working are often the same things. However the settings are as different as desert and forest, moon and sun, cheeky and grim.
While an office often grates with math, deadlines and cold expectations, a study must hum with comfort, coziness, and timeless security. (Ok, this last might be a Chloe-thing. Feel free to ignore.)
So, today, my beautiful glass desk will be placed under my window where utility and beauty will mix quite nicely.
And, tomorrow, a stunning deep red chair-and-a-half with matching ottoman will be delivered and take up center stage in my loft… and a study will be born!
I am unreasonably excited about this.
*grins like a loon*
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
*patiently waits a beat as heads are scratched, brows are furrowed and eyes are rolled*
Yes, there is a difference.
No, it’s not just a Chloe-thing.
An office, in my mind, is for working. A study is for reading.
Admittedly, when one is a writer, reading and working are often the same things. However the settings are as different as desert and forest, moon and sun, cheeky and grim.
While an office often grates with math, deadlines and cold expectations, a study must hum with comfort, coziness, and timeless security. (Ok, this last might be a Chloe-thing. Feel free to ignore.)
So, today, my beautiful glass desk will be placed under my window where utility and beauty will mix quite nicely.
And, tomorrow, a stunning deep red chair-and-a-half with matching ottoman will be delivered and take up center stage in my loft… and a study will be born!
I am unreasonably excited about this.
*grins like a loon*
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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