Literary agent Rachelle Gardner recently posted a short write-up on personal writing spaces (click here for her blog post). Like Rachelle, I’m always interested in where fellow writers find solace to write.
I eventually came to grips with accepting my humble writing abode and that my perfect writing environment exists only in my dreams. If we’re waiting for the perfect writing space–the mountain cabin, the Hemingway bungalow, the cherrywood private office–we’ll never write. I’m beginning to take pride in my writing niches; I’ve written more in these two spots over the past year than any other time in my life. Yeah, it’s a pain, but the point is I’m writing.
For now, two rooms witness the most keyboard pounding, with the dining room table taking the brunt of abuse. The aroma of hot tea and honey (sometimes coffee) permeate this room in the midnight hour, conjuring ideas from deep within soul and mind. I get a bit weird after midnight. 🙂
With the tough publishing industry, I might be sitting in those chairs for a long time…maybe for the long haul. But, that’s the easiest way to answer the reality-checking question, “If you knew you would never have anything published, would you still write?”
Here’s an equally compelling question, “If you knew you’d always have to write from your ‘humble’ writing abode, never having the perfect writing environment, would you still write?”
If you’re a writer, I hope your answer is “Yes!”