Where Do You Write?

So I’m wondering…where do you all write?  Do you have particular spots that seem to give you that room?  I’m sharing a picture of my spot, it’s at my kitchen counter, usually late, and I can’t sit or I’ll lose focus, so I stand at my counter in my cute little kitchen until my legs go numb and the feet fall asleep.  Or maybe, but rarely, at my old kitchen table I refurbished, next to the register and windows, white Christmas lights on, and an uncomfortable chair to keep me on task.  I live in a very old house with lots of charm and I love pretty old things, music, books obviously, art, the blues, Ali Farka Toure, Bob Dylan’s bootlegs, Eddie Vedder, lots of indie/folk/bon iver-ish stuff, James vincent McMorrow, Modest Mouse, Radiohead, DMB, Rachmaninov, Ray, Yo-Yo Ma, Billie Holiday, Son House, Adele, bits of everything really; at least that’s commonly what you’ll hear coming from my kitchen.  The wood floors creak and the windows are huge, letting me watch Wisconsin snowfalls.  I love small, warm lamps/lights, I have them everywhere.  My girl’s artwork usually gets framed and I’m making a menagerie for that currently.  I really surround myself with what I love. I may be putting in a white book shelf in the kitchen just to keep all my poetry books together, hmm…

Oh and for poetry and beginning essays I have to write, not type, on a counter with a fine point bic that’s somewhat new.  Or sharp pencils.  Nothing else will suffice.  Everything else I NEED the keys.

  Share a picture of your spot—especially weird ones! Why do you write there?  What’s it like?  What do you do? Do you plan it?

                                                                                              Amy Jo