I
don’t have a desk anymore; I have an inspiration alter instead. Pinned are photographs
of favorite moments and favorite people; objects given to or made for me;
sculptures and installations and headdresses and erasures, all keeping space in
my head. They all serve as conduits to activate my creative energies. This is
how my morning begins.
*
I
write throughout the day when moments come to me—I pull out a post-it note and
jot the words down, words insistent and flurried, and shove it in my bullet
journal. Jars at home are bursting with multicolored notes just waiting.
For
the past six years, I haven’t gone anywhere without a notebook in my bag. I
only buy purses big enough to carry writing notebooks and there’s usually at
least three loose pens floating at the bottom.
Periodically
throughout the day I work on brand management in between my actual job
(business editorial work). I share the work of fellow writers and poets on
social media to elevate and support their voices. I research presses and
publishers and take time to share book love. I answer emails and inquiries
about upcoming readings.
*
I
carry around a small, green malachite stone with me at all times. I rub it back
and forth between my fingers to create a moment I can step into to write:
back
and forth
back
and forth
back
and forth
When
it’s not being used, my stone lives with my pens and highlighters; I like to
think it spends its off time charming my writing utensils, giving it pep talks
and insisting they write with unparalleled gusto.
I
don’t know at what point in my life I realized I couldn’t work from home, but
I’m only productive when burrowed in corner booths at local coffee shops. I
have one I visit 3-4 times per week; they ask me about the status of my book
& bring me coffee without having to order. Five hours will go by before I
realize I’ve finished two projects and the café has cleared out.
Almost
nightly, I meet a small group of writers here. We trade ideas and provide feedback
on pieces that we emailed each other the past weekend. Then we sit in a
comfortable silence, working. We chat in between writing sessions but our task
master keeps us in check (for the most part).
Arriving
home around 10:30pm, I attempt to make a dent in my to-be-read bookshelf.
Nicole
McCarthy is an experimental writer who earned her MFA from
the University of Washington Bothell. Her work has appeared in Glass: a Journal of Poetry, The
Shallow Ends, B(o)ink, Crab
Fat Magazine, Ghost Proposal, FLAPPERHOUSE, Tinderbox
Poetry, The Fem, Civil Coping
Mechanism's A Shadow Map anthology, and forthcoming in the 2018 Best American Experimental Writing
anthology. Her
work has also been performed and encountered as projection installation pieces
throughout Tacoma and Seattle. She can be found on Twitter @GarbytheSass
and her work can be found at nicolemccarthypoet.com.
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