So the Rejectionist has a play-along game going on at her blog. We all get to link to our own blogs to show our writing spaces. And I love writing spaces. What's not to love? Desks, computers, typewriters, trolls, pens, papers... Everyone has these things, right? But they're all different. Writing dens are like Lasagna. Same basic ingredients, same basic idea... and yet every cook has it turn out a little differently.
And, of course, I have to name the post after one of my favourite books. Thank you, Jonathan Lethem.
So, here's my writing space...
My little fortress. Poorly defensible, yes, as there are lots and lots of windows. Hey, it's in a sunroom. I can always drop boiling pitch.
It's great. Depending on where the sun is, there can be a little glare, but I can live with that. Lots of light, beautiful view of fields and trees all around. A happy little corner on the world.
And here's my gorgeous old 1920 Royal typewriter. Notice the little window on the side... I like windows. :)
Tools of the trade, plus my Sancho Panza (always necessary) and my three-headed troll from Norway (if you've never been down the Trollstigen you've never lived... okay, you might've lived a bit, but you should really go).
And a view from the side! Just because.
So where do you work your magic? Does place matter? Place is important to me, but not vital. The writing, really, is in my head, and I carry that with me wherever I go. But it's certainly nice to have a place to go, a place that's comfortable. It's nice to have a fortress, where your thoughts and dreams are protected, a place that keys you into creativity. Familiarity becomes habit, and habit is the operation of subtle cues that tie you into certain activities. The touch of soft keys under fingertips... the blinking cursor on a white page... the possibility of story...
Note: And please don't forget to check out Justine's story, The Choice, if you didn't see it yesterday. Just a mere few spaces below... you know the urge is irresistable.