In the Real Room Where it Happens

Advertising and editorial images are not real life.
Fabrication sells.

No one wants to see what you really look like asleep in your brand new mattress.

No one wants to see what you really look like making a salad in your spotless kitchen, courtesy of the handy dandy superior vacuum promising to change your life.

So stock image companies: Please. Stop.

Stop making women writers look cute and cuddly and adorable and silly sitting cross-legged on the floor as they write.

It is embarrassing.

Show us how we really look.

A mess surrounded by mess!

It is not cute or pretty but …

writers get the job done.

It’s not fun.

It is work.

Work, work!

Sidebar note: The above was written in my doctor’s examination room. Waiting to be seen. As you may be able to guess, I waited a long time to be seen. I did not write on the floor in my too-cute pajamas and slouchy socks. I’m ready for my close up, Mr. DeMille. Mask on. Examination table for a chair. Clock ticking. Flat hair. Steamy reading glasses.

In other words? Not camera ready. End scene.

2 thoughts on “In the Real Room Where it Happens

  1. Honestly writers need “people”. Grandmas, too. I have no time for the kind of cleaning and clearing I MUST do. But then I can’t have “others” sorting my books, papers and drafts, so you are right. Let’s show real people some of the time. This other stuff gives me the guilts if I let it, but honestly, who lives like this? Exhausted people? I would LOVE to be more organized but I also LOVE my stuff. And books to read and poems to write await. Life is short. Hugs to you.

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  2. I would need a “person” except that I am a pretty bossy person. I do not like to delegate authority in this department. :>
    You must write above all. You must read. And write more. I do not want to be remembered for a clean house. (And there is NO chance of that.)


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