Food and Paperwork

I can just imagine what some of you will do with this...

the only rules - the writing must include both food and paperwork..

Food and Paperwork

Is that like death and taxes? If it is, I am sunk.

Since I do my taxes online and the money has already come and gone, I’ll write about my worst vice with my favorite.

Eating while I write.

Now, I’m a writer. Not just a blogging, spending too much time in groups and message boards kind of writing that seems of obsess so many these days. I’m one of those full fledged/poorer than a church mouse, waiting at the mailbox and checking my email every 5 seconds kind of writer. The kind of writer that can never find anything because my desk is covered is small mountains of papers. Papers that aren’t grouped in any order, just stacks of miscellaneous fragments of past trees so I have to go through each and every one to find that post-it note size scrap that has an idea or a date or a piece of research I was working on six months ago.

That’s the kind of writer I am.

And with writers come food. Or beer. But I live in a dry county so mine is food. I cannot think without that bowl of raisins (and a container of wet wipes under my desk) or a crumpled bag of baked chips hidden away so the kids won’t find it.

I try not to eat junk food but it has to be hand-sized and sometimes it just has to be crunchy. I’m a salt freak by nature, not sweets. I could care less if a chocolate bar ever crossed my lips. I know, GASP! But by gum, don’t take my chips, popcorn or nuts away or I’m done for.

Why do I have this addiction? Well it’s better than smoking or drinking in the tradition of our literary greats.

I feel a novel coming on…so where did I put the Cheez-Its?