My husband frequently complains about the fact that I can’t seem to write in one single place. I sit at the desk he set up for me (and even put a little plaque up with my name on it!) and write until I get stuck. Then I lay on the floor, or the couch, or the bed, and write in a notebook until it’s fixed. Then I go back to the computer, or to my laptop, or out to Starbucks, and repeat the same cycle again.

It’s not that I don’t want to occupy the same location for the rest of my writing career, but a lot of times I can’t move through a certain scene without physically moving myself. Switching locations (not to mention mediums) is usually enough to keep me writing. If I didn’t, I’d probably fill up more time bashing my head on my desk than actually writing.

Anyone else like that?

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