The shed, which I kept angora rabbits in. Turns out angora rabbits are very unhappy in cages, fight when taken out to play in the grass, and fight when taken inside to safety. Also, my dog Sunny killed one of them (through my negligence). I rehomed the second bunny in a good herd. I was writhing with remorse over it all, so the shed sat for a year looking like this:
I tore out the rabbit-pee-saturated old insulation, scrubbed it out, bleached it out and painted.
The most pressing problem was the door, which had sagged and warped, and no longer closed. I didn't want to buy a whole new door. We'd made a trip out to Bent's Fort and Jim's engineering brain had memorized the Old West/Steampunk technology locking mechanism, which he then recreated from scratch:
It also needs to be said that Jim painted the exterior, put the roof on it when we first got the thing and put in a brand new window. Who's spoiled rotten? Oh, yeah, that would be ME.
Then, the ceiling needed to be insulated.
My Mom bought the recycled denim insulation I wanted. Installation was a puzzler, but we finally decided to use bird netting and staples to hold it in place. It worked brilliantly.
Then it was time to insulate the walls. I wanted to keep as much space in the little shed as possible, while keeping it comfortable. I went with foil-backed foam.
The table had belonged to my friend Kim; I had sanded the ruined finish last year and painted it. All I needed was a desk chair, a space heater, and a working computer and BAM: Writing Shed.
But...I added a few things I already had that belong in any writer's space: a Day of The Dead skull because "Alas, poor Yorick" and also as a tribute to Lord Byron who was said to drink wine from a human skull. Also Rouser, my raven puppet, because Poe.
The view from my desk is awesome, too...just trees soon to be hung with bird feeders, and the compost pile behind them.
We're not fancy. But if feels like a massive luxury to have this little writing space. An embarrassment of riches.
And now, to get my word count up. November is coming.