Desk Lust
I love desks with cubbyholes and drawers and secret spaces. And I particularly lust after this one particular desk, from the Container Store:
(As an aside, I can wander through the Container Store for hours. Next to a bookstore, it’s my favorite store to browse in. I always feel so organized, as if by some magic osmosis.)
Anyway. I want this desk. I have no place to put it and it wouldn’t work at all with a desktop computer, but I want it anyway. I want to tuck important letters and papers in all its intriguing little cubbyholes and shelves and drawers. Desk lust is a terrible thing…
Hello, June
And look, there’s summer, right behind you. One of my summer projects (in addition to my wonderful new book that I’m madly in love with but don’t really want to talk about too much yet for fear of jinxing it) is refurbishing some beautiful old pieces of family furniture I’ve had in storage for years and years. I’m starting with this chest—four large drawers and then two small drawers on top. It dates back to about 1910, and as you can see, it has actual shelves inside for each drawer to rest on. Solid mahogany. Weighs a ton, as the Broadcasting Legend™ and our neighbor the Proud Father of Twins™ can attest, after wrestling it out of the storage unit, onto the truck, off the truck, and into our front foyer. My first step is to take out all the drawers and give it a good scrubbing with Murphy’s Oil Soap.
What has it seen, in the century or so of its life? What stories could it tell? I dream as I work on it. What was folded away in its drawers? One element of my new book is an object (not really a piece of furniture, but definitely a personal object) that passes through various hands and affects each person, on its way to its moment of destiny on the world stage, and then back to obscurity. What could be more intriguing? (Oh, and it has Nostradamus, too.)
The Second Duchess
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