|See, I need one of these.|
That's totally the problem.
(via We Heart It)
Lately, I've resorted to squinting at the screen of my iPod during my two fifteen-minute breaks at work and frantically tapping out dialogue in the Notes app while walking around the building (and then going back and correcting the typos in every other word, because it looks like I was typing with my toes). It's not the most productive of habits. Theoretically, I'm supposed to have something done for my designated taskmaster, my friend Sasha, by Sunday, but I'm not optimistic.
But if I had a proper workspace, man, I'd have the Great American Novel finished by next week. Totally.