My writing space... | WS

I've had incredible writers block.. I've had the idea for draft three just simmering in the back of my mind for several weeks, and it's sadly, slowly, being destroyed by my lack of actually writing it and criticizing what work I have done on it.. So, wanted to post up the little exercises we did in class, hopefully it will help me clear my mind a bit.

My writing space..

The temperate, for the perfect atmosphere, has to be bordering that line between warm and simply neutral. It's incredibly difficult to achieve. You either have to have it be just a bit cold and then be bundled a bit, just enough to fight off the cold and add that angel soft touch of warmth, or it has to be naturally just about that warm, can't have the sun right on you, or it will end up heating to just a bit too much.
Depending on the time of day I tend to change what type of light sources I enjoy. For example, in the morning I really love just the natural light that often will spill under your curtains. The earlier times give off practically a blue light, and when it gets a little brighter it gently warms. During the afternoon, when the suns high and everything is bright, I usually let it light fill ever bit of space. Any lamp I have it turned on, curtains are open. The white walls seem to be as smooth as anything, the light fills any impurity. Later, when the sun starts to yawn, I start to become fond to just a single, tiny lamp that I own. Tiny might be a little off, but the light it gives is. A shinny, silver, touch lamp, the kinds that have different intensities. I tap it twice, giving it the 'medium' affect and it gently beams down. The silver shade captures what light races to the ceiling and instead keeps it all flowing down. The single light source gives everything a direction. Shadows are defined, made from the existence of light and solid as iron. The best is when you have a pencil, and you're writing on simple notebook paper. The important aspect to this is the top of the pencil, how shard the shadow looks. The pencil is the tree, and the shadow shows where it would fall if a figurative lumberjack came along and ended the pencils life. Can see the past and present, right there. The paper is important too, I mentioned simple notebook paper, but if you have some drawing paper it's magnificent. In my own opinion, perfect drawing paper gives your pencil extra drag and it has irregular ridges and valleys that are all pretty much invisible when you're just looking at it. But when you add this light, the direction of the rays, you watch the paper revel all it's hidden secrets. Dragging a pencil though the valleys gives me an omnipotent feelings, I change the paper, add to it in some ways while destroying it at the same time. Creation.
We are in the technology age though, and I only rarely end up pulling out a pad of paper write solely on it. I do use one because I cherish the style and history of it, but only for jotting notes and developing things when I need a break from the ever glowing screen. Most of my writing occurs were I am now. Typing is enjoyable. I would say I type roughly seven to ten thousand words a day. Some days I'll only get a very little bit, but other days I just keep moving my fingers, and words race out of my electronic friend non stop. Most of the words are sadly not where I'd love to see them spent. As much as I enjoy writing stories, or speaking my opinion in papers and such I tend to type out purely as a form of communication. Either IMing friends, writing long emails, papers, notes, random babble.

Seeing as I'm getting way off topic.. I stop this here.