Thanks to Margaret Langstaff, I’ve learned that despite all evidence to the contrary, I may indeed be a genius. Read her “Einstein’s Desk and Mine: A Sort of Comparative Analysis.”
O at the Edges
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
O at the Edges 
Messy is relative!
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E = M(ess) squared. Or something like that.
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Ha! I was thinking there should be a good word formula that would fit that.
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Oh, does it run in you family?
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I meant your family
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No, I’m the odd one.
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Generally my house is quite clean and tidy, but my desk and small writing haven is an untidy mess, what does it all mean Robert/Albert !!
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You are a genius at your desk!
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Hehe, no, just a messy little poet listening to Leonard’s “Anthem” this morning
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You can’t go wrong with Leonard!
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He entertains my thoughts and my words, forever my inspiration.
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lol means you feel you can be your real self at your desk lol but keep your house nice for the outside world .
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which actually is a nice balance you have there ivor20
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think of how much intelligence it must take to know exactly where everything is in a pile like that? Or to not NEED order in order to function? pun intended lol
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Exactly. Ha!
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People have no idea lol of the struggle !
My aunt was worried about my uncle who leaves cabinet doors open. I said “Bet he does it because what is the sense in closing something that you just have to open again? Doesn’t it make more sense to leave it open?”
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I am organized in some things – cooking for example – but that type of linear thinking doesn’t work for me with poetry.
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A clean desk is a sign that the owner of the desk does nothing.
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Judging by my mess, I’m productive! 😃
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All my children must therefore
be geniuses too !
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Ha! And you never knew…
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They take great pleasure in
advising me thus.
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I can only imagine.
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With the state of my desk, I could have correspondence from the Nobel committee, and I’d never know it.
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You probably do! The Nobel Prize for Mess!
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Reading this on Monday morning … sitting at a very cluttered desk … feeling that I’m in very good company. Thanks for giving the lead to that eye-opening perspective on creative space. I took a benchmark photo of my mess … with Einstein’s desk displayed on my computer screen. Cool!
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I’m about to rearrange my mess a bit – return some of the books to shelves, sweep the floor, empty the trash. It’s getting out of hand!
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Looks like my desk — at home and at work. Post-its, index cards and stacked books! Perhaps too many stacked books…if there can really be such a thing.
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I can’t live without index cards! Or messes, apparently. And stacked books are good until they slump over and upset your coffee cup. 🙂
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Agreed on the coffee cup!
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Never mess with the coffee!
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