My husband is very respectful of the time I need to write.
If I’m typing away, he does not interrupt me with invitations to watch television; requests to sample his latest culinary feat; and pleas to, for the love of God, vacuum the stairs.
What is more of a challenge is ensuring I have space of my own in which to write, and the home office is getting a bit crowded with stuff. The stuff belongs to both of us—it’s mine and ours. Things like:
- All the books we own
- Wrapping paper and ribbons
- An extra dining room chair
- Malfunctioning Roomba parts
- Cat litter
- A recently acquired set of encyclopedias
- Three empty CPUs
- Textbooks, binders and sundries from my hubby’s cooking classes
While it’s easy to simply clear a path, settle into the office chair and peck away at the keyboard—because physically, what else do I need?—I find that I want more space for writing.
I want elbow room on the desk for when I peer out the window and noodle out a plot problem. I’d like to install a coffee pot so I don’t have to run up and down the stairs. I want a reading table so I don’t have to set up a secondary workstation in the living room every time I read the latest Writer’s Digest.
I need less ours and more mine.
How do my fellow Restless Writers carve out space at home to write?
One response to “A room of my own”
Love this post, Maria! Virginia Woolf famously insisted that in order to write professionally a woman must have “a room of her own.” For me, it’s a quiet room tucked away from the world–somewhere I can eliminate every possible distraction. The best places for me to write include: at home in my ‘space’, a local cafe, and even hotel rooms can make great writing spaces. Ultimately, the best place to write is wherever you can…