Office in Progress

As most of you are aware, I’ve been renovating my office for the last few months, a process which has included repainting, taking out the old carpet, putting in new floors and shelves, getting new furniture and so on. The office isn’t completely finished yet — we still have new blinds and couple of new pieces of furniture to get, and then books need to go back on the shelves — but I thought you might like a sneak preview of the office in progress.

I’m particularly pleased by the bookshelves, which were custom made for me by Overholser Cabinets here in Bradford. Aaron Overholser, the owner, is also the fellow who made my new desk, and there’s also another really excellent piece here that he’s done for me that I’ll hold off on showing you all until the office is completely put together. Nevertheless, if you’re in the northern Dayton area and need some cabinet work done (as well as kitchens, etc), he’s the fellow I’d recommend.

Also, for those of you who want a followup, Athena (pictured here on the chaise lounge) is doing fine; a little bit of an ear infection but we’re working on that now. Thanks for the good wishes.

38 Comments on “Office in Progress”

  1. My cousins and I all had pretty bad ear infections when we were younger.

    I’m trying to refurnish my library/office, in what neighborhood does custom carpentry run(my old fabricator was a relation so it didn’t cost much more than materials and a few favors).

  2. Sean H:

    I couldn’t say; it all depends on how much you need to get done. It why you get estimates. Mine wasn’t cheap (in the thousands of dollars range), but I got what I think was a fair price for the work and quality.

  3. Those Book Shelves are the Business.
    Hope Athena feels better. Ear infections are not the business.

  4. Ooohhhh. I hope your bookshelves are really a secret door to a priest hole or a dusty stair with cobwebs and skeletons (available at all the finest Halloween shops) or at least have a hidden compartment for hiding top secret documents.

    They are beautiful. When its done, you will have a room that make you want to be there and not leave. That is always worth the work and wait.

  5. Sara:

    In fact, there is a hidden compartment behind the bookshelves, but it goes to the plumbing for the bathroom on the other side of the wall. Sorry.

  6. Scalzi,
    Well, its not really all the imaginative to put plumbing in a secret compartment, but it will still work for top secret documents.

  7. damn, I tried to put html tags on my post signifying that I was using my Doofenschmirtz font. Curse you Perry the Platypus for foiling my typing!

  8. I’m sorry, that way too clean to be your office. Surely you must have this confused with a different room in your house (if that is even your house).

  9. Nice. It looks all, I dunno, grown-upish and mature. Just be sure no one sneaks a pic of you with the monacle and pipe that I know you have in your desk drawer, cuz that would ruin your reputation.

  10. I am so very jealous of your spiffy new office. My husband and I just moved, and our office is still in boxes. Both our desks were destroyed in the move, and we’ve been too crazy with family emergencies to replace them. Sigh.

  11. @ #14. jeff o

    damn. now i have to sing doofenschmirtz evil incorporated (as i must whenever someone mentions that name). :P

  12. Harrison Ford does all of my cabinet work. If it’s good enough for George Lucas, it’s good enough to me.

    Wait a second, I wasn’t taking the prequels into account. Nevermind. Nice book shelf; wonder if that’s why the other office shot awhile back had books stacked everywhere.

  13. I hope Athena feels better soon. My daughter had some nasty ear infections until about age 7 when, I’m told, the ear canal changes and it’s not as common. I know Athena is older than that though. The advice I got from a friend of mine who still gets them is to avoid milk/dairy products or at least use the lower fat ones and consume decongestant at the first sign of cold/flu/allergy congestion.

    The shelves are beautiful! The office looks like it’s going to be a lovely place to work and probably easier to keep tidy.

  14. Oh thanks. Now I have officefreude. That looks like such a comfy place to work. Or to just sit and read. What is it about your office? The window? The awesome bookshelf? The chaise? The groovy modern carpet? Mmm…

    (And on infections: modern medicine is a greate thinge.)

  15. The paint looks like the same color I used in my kids’ room. Mine is non-VOC paint, there were only a few shades to pick from, but SO worth it!

  16. Athena,

    If you think the medication you’re taking are yuck incarnate, ask your mom about some of the things she ate when she was expecting you.

    Hope the ears clear up, and produce the sort of grody stuff you can spazz the other kids with.

    “That’s right, your brain turns into this and you become an imbecile. Why do you think 7th graders are such spazzes?”

    Shambling about going “Brains! Brains!” as your ears dribble is also fun.

  17. changterhune – Before you hear lies from Chang Terhune himself, we thought we’d tell you the truth: without us, his old action figures, he’d be nowhere. He loved science fiction from way back and began reading it at an early age, but it was through us that he acted it all out. That’s what led to the writing. He watched a lot of science fiction shows like Star Trek, U.F.O, and movies, too. But we were always there to do his bidding. And it’s like they say: you always forget about the little people on your way up. Oh, the 70’s and early 80’s with him were good times! He’d use these blocks and make all the crazy buildings for us to be in his stories. I gotta say the kid’s imagination was pretty damn fertile. Oh, he had friends, but they just weren’t into it like him. He was like the Lance Armstrong of action figures. And of science fiction. At first, when he began writing in the eighth grade, we didn’t mind. He still made time for us. And we knew that when he was holding us in his sweaty little hands and he got that far off look in his eye, he’d come back to burying us in the back yard or - god forbid! – blowing us up with firecrackers. But it was worth it for a part in one of those stories. We loved him for it. He kept us around even when we were minus a leg or two - or even a head. In that mind of his, he found a use for all of us. Then he discovered girls. October, 1986. It was like the end of the world. One day we’re standing in the middle of this building block creation he’d pretended was some marble city on a planet near Alpha Centauri and the next we were stuck in a box in the closet. Not even a “See ya later!” Nope, it was into the closet, then we heard some high-pitched girly-giggles then silence. We didn’t see him for years. We got word about him once in a while. Heard he took up writing, but it was crap like “The Breakfast Club” only with better music. We couldn’t believe it. Not Charlie. What happened to those aliens with heads he’d sculpted out of wax? Spaceships? Those complex plots? All gone. For what? You guessed it: Girls. Emotions. “Serious fiction.” I tell you, it was like hearing Elvis had left the building. During our two decade exile in the closet, we heard other things about him. He went to college. He wrote a lot, but not much he really liked. We knew it even then. It was like he didn’t dare write science fiction. Some of us had lost hope and just lay there. Others kept vigil, hoping for a day we didn’t dare speak about. Then we heard he’d stopped writing in 1996. Did he come to reclaim us? No. He took up music for ten years or so. He took up yoga. Once in a while, he’d visit us in the closet. But it was half-hearted. His mind was elsewhere. Then one day, he really did come back for us. One second we’re in the dark and the next thing we know we’re in a car headed for Massachusetts. Suddenly we got a whole shelf to ourselves out in broad daylight! Then he bought a bunch of others form some planet called Ebay. He’d just sit and stare at us with that old look. But why were we suddenly back in the picture? He had a wife now, who didn’t mind that he played with us. So what had happened? Turns out he’d never forgotten about those stories. He’d been thinking about all of us and the stories he’d made up and then remembered he’d been a writer once. From the shelf we could see him typing away. Before long he’s got a whole novel together! Then he’s working on another one. Word is there are two more in the planning stages! Some short stories, too! It’s good to see him using his imagination again. Its good to know he never abandoned us. He returned to his true love of science fiction. We hear the stories are pretty good. Someday we’ll get one of the cats to score us a copy of the manuscript. Man, it’s good to be out of the damn closet! --- I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me
    Chang for days

    Glad the kinder ist gut.

    Those cabinets are freaking gorgeous. Want to eat.

  18. when i grow up,i’ll get what you are having in one of my rooms,but with a wayyyy bigger bookshelves siince the one i’m using is running out of space. haha

  19. Very beautiful work.

    Professionally, I work in a lot of different homes and custom woodwork stands out. It’s not cheap, however, and there aren’t many great finish carpenters around. Most of the carpenters I know in Minneapolis have a wait list for new clients.

    You’ll be proud of those pieces – desk, bookshelves, mystery furniture – for many years.

  20. Sara @6 & @11 — Scalzi’s reply @7 is clearly a COVER STORY.

    Underlying truth: he is the real Batman (the whole Gotham angle is a canard — the rest is real) and this is his entry to the Batcave.

  21. If I may, I have a small suggestion. I’m not a interior decorator, but I know what draws a room together like nothing else. Two words: mechanical bull.

  22. I highly approve of a chaise lounge in an office.
    I moved a day bed into mine and built my own bookcases–but there the similarity ends!

  23. who supplied the chaise? In a tiny bit of irony, am looking for one to put next to my new bookshelves….

  24. Since it’s summer vacation, I’m going to assume that she got the ear infection from swimming. At least, that’s how I always got ear infections during the summer :(

    Tip from a pro: hydrogen peroxide.

    Tilt your head and toss a capful in whenever you feel as though you have water trapped in your ear. Sit for 1-2 minutes, then tilt your head the other way and let it drain.

    I once had an ear infection so bad that the dr couldn’t even get the medicating drops down into my ear. He tried to shove a thin piece of cotton down into my ear, then we’d put drops onto the cotton and it would (eventually) make it’s way into my ear. Until it came out. And didn’t work. And was extremely painful to put into place.

    And so a Good Lady at the church we were attending said “Hey, hydrogen peroxide!” And I was all “But everyone else says rubbing alcohol, and that does jack diddly.” Tried it because I was desperate, and it worked wonders. My mom administered the peroxide and said she could actually see my ear opening up. Then applied medicated drops, and all was well with the world.

    Though it does tingle and is somewhat loud when it bubbles.

  25. “chaise lounge”? Ak! I weep at how foreign languages massacre my mother tongue! (It’s the first time I see that word). FYI, the original French is “chaise longue”. Makes me think of when people misspell “rogue”.

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