And a nice view doesn't hurt.
After writing at the dining table, on the sofa, in bed, on trains and buses I finally have a space to call my own. Of course, I have acquired this space in what one could call a dry spell. Writing I mean.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
'A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction'
Finally.
And a nice view doesn't hurt.
After writing at the dining table, on the sofa, in bed, on trains and buses I finally have a space to call my own. Of course, I have acquired this space in what one could call a dry spell. Writing I mean.
And a nice view doesn't hurt.
After writing at the dining table, on the sofa, in bed, on trains and buses I finally have a space to call my own. Of course, I have acquired this space in what one could call a dry spell. Writing I mean.
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11 comments:
how lovely! i'm sure the writing will come - how can it not?
Love the paintings on the wall.
niiiice...but no fruit trees?
But I thought writing in all sorts of places especially cafes made you a rich fiction writer :)
I am not sure about your writing, but I am glad to note you are eating well (going by the strategically placed place-mat )
Wait, where's the computer?
Nice! And I have the 'exact same' table mat :)
Turn your back to the window and the writing will get done.
I want that table. I mean both the physical object and the environment. Nice. Very.
awwwwwww! add a few pens, pencils and a laptop and it's perrrfffecttt! have you seen the writer's room over at the guardian? that's my fav timepass ...
... except now there is no place on the table for your computer (or do you write on paper?)
What a view! But why isn't the table facing the window instead of a wall so your thoughts can flow unhindered? (Vaastu 101).
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