In an ideal world, my writing space would be in a room overlooking craggy cliffs.
The floor to ceiling windows would open out to the sea, where I’d watch the ever-changing weather roll in and the waves crash against the rocks. I’d be inspired by the power of nature, the wild and moody weather.
The room itself would be plain and white, with no distractions besides my computer and my creativity.
Imagine the science-fiction I could write from this room…
Or something monastic.
Perhaps my latent historical fiction would come to life here.
But in reality, my writing space is like this.
Messy yet functional, surrounded by books and CDs (yes, Gen X), post-it notes, a thesaurus, water, a comfy op-shop chair, story outlines and writing structure reminders.
My only mandatory items are the laptop and the headphones. I wrote the first drafts of Return to the Monolith while my house was under renovations, from the kitchen counter (with headphones on blocking out the noise of power tools) or the local library. I found I could write anywhere.
So the ideal writing space is not necessary for writing but it’s nice to dream.
What’s your ideal writing space?