“When I think about it, it seems to me I’ve rarely written
anything of value at the desk or in the room where I was supposed to be
doing it — it’s always in someone else’s house, or in a bar, or standing
up in the kitchen in the middle of the night…”
*cackles* As her office sits empty except for half-packed suitcases for her trip next week, she sits cross legged on her couch in the living room balancing her laptop against the cushions on her big toe, occasionally dragging it into the kitchen to keep an eye on the simmering curry.
Haven’t ever, really, written anything in the “spaces” I set up for it. Justification! Thanks, Liz!
As for someone else’s house? Always, man. Being a guest makes me into a fiend. Guess it’s a good thing I’m heading up north while working on The Orphan’s Tales, hm?
Of course even then, when they set up a lovely little space for me in their office, I’m usually thinking “Um…can I work on the bed? How about the kitchen table?”