Where do you write?

[Thomas Grant Bruso]

I have read about places quite bizarre, and cozy, where writers hibernate to write: in a windowless room, the subway, in the garden, the basement, the kitchen, or in the attic. I am curious to hear where other writers create their works.

[I. J. Parker]

An upstairs bedroom converted into an office. Bright colors, oriental rugs, books, pictures and framed book covers, and a view of trees outside. Also a dog in a dog basket.

[Dana King]

It's a good thing IJ mentioned the oriental rugs and the dog, or I would have wondered why she was writing in my converted bedroom office with a view of trees outside. Swap the oriental rug for Pittsburgh sports memorabilia and the dog for the occasional dust bunny, and that's where I write.

[I. J. Parker]

Dust bunnies don't replicate dogs. :)

[Dana King]

Speak for yourself; IJ. I've probably known some of these dust bunnies longer than you've had your dog.

PS
I read your comment aloud, and now Fluffy is very upset.

[I. J. Parker]

LOL. To each his own. Dog is seventeen. I expect you guard your territory against dust bunny exterminators and encourage temper tantrums in your pets. Tsk.

[Jon Loomis]

I wrote most of my second novel in my office at school (I teach at a regional U hear in Wisconsin). It's a pretty bleak, impersonal space, but it's reasonably quiet and interruption-free--we have little kids, so that's not something that's easy to come by at home at the moment. The first novel and the books of poems were written partly at colonies, partly in various home offices that ran the gamut between chilly basements and under-furnished spare bedrooms. I also wrote in a rented artist's studio for six months or so; that one at least had a decent view. I like working at colonies best, I think--you get a lot done, you can take a nap whenever you want to, someone else cooks and cleans, and then at night there's always someone to drink with. I tend to go crazy after about a month of that, though--colonies can also be very lonely and socially competitive. I like my home office a lot--lots of guitars and amps around for when the writing isn't going so well--when both kids are in school it may be possible to get some work done here, we'll see.

[J. F. Juzwik]

This is crazy, but I write best in our living room. I care for my two grandchildren (8 and 5), the TVs and playstation are always on, I homeschool them, take care of my son's house (I live with him and his two kids), and there's never any peace and quiet. I can actually write for a couple or three hours every day in the midst of all that. The kids are great though; my 8 year old grandson loves to write short stories (crime fiction, actually) and if I'm typing away, they may still be talking and laughing, but they let me write. I don't know what I'd do with peace and quiet. Joyce

[Beth Groundwater]

I'm afraid I don't write in anyplace bizarre or interesting. I have an office in the basement of my home with a big table having a computer and printer and lots of papers on it. On the wall in front of me is a window facing a window well, and on either side of that are my "motivation" symbols--all my writing contest awards in frames.

[Cormac Brown]

The most exotic place that I've ever written was in a room full of transformers at work, as the breakroom was too crowded. The hum of the equipment kept the words flowing, though I can't say it was worth the low-level exposure to radiation.

[Clair Dickson]

I mainly write in my office at home on my desktop computer. But I also write on the computer at school while overseeing the independent study class or on my laptop while the kids are doing chapter questions, or anywhere where I've got a few minutes to turn on the computer and type.

Nothing special here.

[Debbi Mack]

My home office. Pretty utilitarian, really. A bookshelf, two file cabinets, a desk and my computer stand. A couple of calendars, a small bulletin board (covered with postcards and photos) and a framed "Life" magazine cover (with Marilyn Monroe on it) on my walls. A window that provides a view of my front lawn and the street. All that plus too many files and papers and books on the floor--the ones that didn't fit into the bookshelf or cabinet.

[Tom Barclay]

I've got my desk out in the garage with the tools and machines, but the creation takes place between my ears, and at some seriously inconvenient times.

That's why there's a notebook and its partner pens in my bug-out bag.