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All I want is a room somewhere
Far away from the cold night air
With one enormous chair
Aow wouldn’t it be loverly?
Lyrics from My Fair Lady

Audrey Hepburn wanted a room somewhere out of the cold and lots of chocolates. Sounds ideal, doesn’t it?

I’m a café pouring myself a restorative cup of English Breakfast. And I’m writing this line by hand in response to a WordPress prompt that challenges us to create our ideal writing room. They want to know what sort of room I would build myself if I could. My first response was that my ideal writing space would be in a basement. A galley kitchen tucked away in the corner with all the makings so that I would have no excuse to go upstairs for meals. No phone, no television and no visitors would be allowed.

Then I scrapped idea. I’m of a certain age where I’m the one responsible for others not the other way around like when I was a kid at school. My world has friends in it and family and most importantly other responsibilities. These days I have to do my writing where I can and when I can, not when it suits me. Every Monday, for example I visit my grandsons. I have a wake up cup of tea and some personal time at a nearby café where I read the morning paper and then make some notes on an idea that I have or a prompt as in this case.

I arrive at my destination and am greeted by one excitable three and a half year old and one 17 month old who grins widely and says, ‘nanna, nanna’. I’m led out to the garden to check out the vegetable patch and the chickens pecking around for worms then we read stories, lots of stories. No chance of a stray creative thought intruding until we go to music classes. The boys and their mother are shaking sleigh bells and tapping music sticks and prancing around the room while I take some memories on my IPod. I occasionally join in. That’s the thing about grandmas these days, they don’t stand on their dignity. When the children are slowing down and resting before release, I am letting myself think of an angle for my idea. We go to the library then have lunch and then I take them home for some more fun and games.

From there it’s part of my Monday routine to drop in on a family member. Then home. I’d left home around 7am that morning and returned at 8 in the evening. I’ve come full circle and written only a handful of lines. If I want to get something down that’s more solid I need to find a second wind. It’s been a gruelling day for this grannie slash writer. I type out the notes I have managed to put together during the day and as I go I find that my subconscious has been working on things and the words of the first draft are flowing. This is it, barring some minor changes. I may, probably will, come back and revise on another day.

Getting back to the original question, the only concession that I have to this ideal writing space is placing my computer so that my back is to a window. Every five minutes or so I stop to find a word or finish a thought, I try not to be tempted by the loverly view.

13 thoughts on “Wouldn’t it be loverly: my ideal writing space

  1. Mary, I’m so envious of your time with your grandchildren; it sounds wonderful. I have a large window to the left of my desk. It allows sunshine on my desk, but it is situated just a tad behind me, so any distraction is out of my peripheral vision. It is nice to have a specific place for writing.

    • It is wonderful, Maddie, Unfortunately I don’t get as much fun out of the other two who live interstate. But when they are all in the same city and the same room, it’s heavenly.
      I was so glad to see Susan’s face in my notifications box. How’ls that writing going?

      • Haha … oh, gracious, no. He only read the first book, and I think he only did that to see just exactly what type of book I was writing. I don’t think I have a muse. I’ve used so many of my own life experiences in my books, and I feel I know Susan so well that it’s simply fun to write about her now.

      • I’ve heard that if you have the background (the character’s world) right and the characterts all set, the story comes more easily. Sounds like that’s what is happening to you.

      • Very interesting. That must be how it’s working. Each book tends to unfold before me as a movie. I have no idea what would happen if I tried to write something more serious. I’m sure I’ll find out one day.

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