Actually the basement is quite cozy, with most of it functioning as a second story to our bi-level house. The only truly terrifying thing is that one wall of my writing room is covered with this horrid nautical-themed wallpaper. *cue scary movie music* This travesty is easily remedied, however, with a little nautical theme of my own:
And since a few of my peers have actually asked for photos of the desk and such -- because nothing excites writers more than having our very own personal space to hide out in while we are being antisocial recluses -- here you go. No jacuzzi, or skinny little blue-haired bishie boy running around in hot pants and a "Filthy Assistant" babydoll t-shirt while he does my bidding, but it's mine. :)
Yes, I have a window in here, allowing the occasional rays of sunlight into my existence. Yes, I need to clean said window but I'll take care of that during my next bout of writer's block. For now I'll enhance the cobwebs with Plushie Daniel and Morpheus. Aren't they adorable?
Some of the year-round Halloween decorations which can be found throughout my house. The baby tombstone set was bought on Halloween clearance many years ago for less than $1. The large cross was bought on Easter clearance, also less than $1. The Hot Wheel hearse was found in the bargain bin at the toy store for, guess what, $1. I may be morbid, but I'm also
My holy triumvirate - Death, Smut & Hello Kitty. This says it all about my writing style...
I received my little squishy Cthulhu for Christmas after photographing the desk, so I didn't want him to feel left out. The Great One and Shiki, Guardians of the Colorful Paper Clips, Air Mail Stamps, and the homeschoolers' Pre-Algebra Workbook. No, I have not been sniffing the Sharpie's, why do you ask?
So yes, welcome to my paneled-room existence, a welcome upgrade from the corner of the bedroom I've previously utilized. I do wonder what's in that closet in the adjoining storeroom. Or why there are hooks hanging from the ceiling in there. Maybe I could