If you have a bed in your office, which I do--a crib, actually-- then it's not an office. I also have blocks, toy cars, a tent to play camping, a castle with two dragons, and about 700 stuffed animals. My home office, like those of so many work-at-home parents, is the hub from which I run all my many lives: worker, mother, wife, self.
My So-Called Home Office, appearing in Metropolis, April 2011.





