I’ve always been a big-desk person. Ever since high school, when I rejected the little girl’s desk in my bedroom for the lure of the dining room table, I’ve preferred to work on a large space. I also like lots of legroom. While my legs are pretty short, I’m a leg fidget. . . I poke them out in different directions, sit on them, prop them up—all difficult to do under a traditional desk. I also like having all my books, and notebooks, and various accoutrements at arms’ reach.