I have a fantastic writing space tucked in the bay window area of our front room. It’s perfect for me. It has two storage cabinets on either side of my desk. It’s got everything I need…and I never use it.
I haven’t sat at my desk in MONTHS.
I also have a bedroom we converted into a library. I hide my storyboard in there. It’s a great writing area. But most of the time, I don’t write in here.
So where do I do MOST of my writing? Right here:
I sit in front of my laptop and use an old TV tray table. My writing space is wherever I am.
I finally figured out there isn’t a “Perfect Writing Space.” It’s an illusion, an excuse for not wrinting. I always thought, “If I had my own space to write, I’d write more.” For me, this was not true. This was perfectionism talking. If you’re searching for the perfect space, the perfect time, the planets to be alligned in the perfect order, you’ll never have time to write. Life isn’t perfect. Squeeze in your sentences whenever and wherever you can. As for the rest? Forget about it!