My desktop is cluttered. I don’t mean my physical desktop. It’s sort of sane. I mean the computer one. You can see the clutter in the photo. Files and word docs all over. It’s starting to get out of hand. You can barely see part of Edward Hopper’s great painting “Nighthawks.” The best thing I can say about my organizational scheme is that my computer desktop has “regions.”
In the bottom right are photos for bios, Facebook, and WordPress. Above them are files of stories and essays, files of submission letters and bios, and poetry files. There’s an Important Documents file. In the upper right is my husband’s chocolate book. Bottom left are paintings of women’s faces that might be useful. Upper left are pieces I’m working on. I mean, can you imagine if all this stuff sat around in hard copy? This is bad enough.
So, what am I doing about it? Enter “Operation Clean-up.” File and/or consolidate. The photos in the bottom right are now in a folder called Bio Pix. Easy peasy. I can grab an active photo or add one quickly. All poetry documents are now in two folders. One has my work, plus a subfile for the work of poets I’ve used in readings. The other has some of my poems I’m thinking about for inclusion in a book. Of course, with all of this poetry rearranging, I found myself reading every piece, remembering, feeling, growing quiet, changing a word, a comma, moving on. It took time. I should have been dispassionate and simply dropped the pieces into where they needed to be. But.
It’s much easier and faster to clean up the physical desk top. On my desk to the left of the screen are several small books – poetry, essays, short stories, a journal – for when I need a time out or motivation. A friend just gave me the journal. It has this quote from Isabel Allende on the cover: Write what should not be forgotten.
Behind these books is a three tier file. In it is a notebook from a recent class that has material I’m using. There’s another notebook called “Record of Submissions” in which I note the date of a submission, the publication title, the title of the story or poem(s) or essay, whether it’s accepted or declined, and the date I felt joy or rejection. On the top tier is a hard copy of an essay I’m editing for a reading and a small calendar done by an artist friend of mine featuring her paintings. Oh, and a Beanie Baby named “Nanook.”
To the right of the screen is another three tier file containing journals, a dictionary, a thesaurus, and a little notebook with info about the iMac. I call it the iMac bible. Serial number, etc. Scattered about on the desktop are paper clips in a container, a stapler, and a ceramic piece called “Picasso’s Nose” used for holding pens, pencils, and glasses. Add a lamp and a coaster for the resident bottle of water or occasional root beer. It’s basic desk. Stack, straighten, and dust.
Now back to the computer screen. I have to organize the stories and essays in their respective files. I’m going to try to be dispassionate and simply file. But first, coward that I am, I’m going to drop the paintings of ladies’ faces into a new file. Then I’ll refile miscellaneous documents and pix from my husband’s book that have been pulled for various reasons. Another easy peasy.
I’m afraid I’m going to have to be a nighthawk to accomplish the rest. Baby steps, I always say. Or bird by bird – thanks to Anne Lamott. Or maybe this clutter is just part of my work style? If you have any computer desktop/filing tips, would love to hear them!