I love coffee and I love to write, so why can’t I write in a coffee house? I’m envious of those writers who can hunker down in Starbucks for hours and write as they guzzle their piping hot coffee. These writers aren’t fazed by the conversations going on around them or people coming through the door.
I read somewhere that it’s hard to be creative in a quiet space. Apparently the mix of calm and commotion in an environment, like a coffee house, is just what our mind craves to get the creative juices flowing. The simple background noise creates enough distraction to heighten the imagination. If this is true, why am I driven to distraction by trying to listen to conversations or watching the door?
When I start a new story, I usually have a certain artist whose music I’ll listen to softly, as I write and it’s never a distraction. However, put me into a public setting with my laptop or a notebook and my head is on swivel. I can’t stay focused.
In the spring and summer, I love to write on our back patio. The view of the lake makes for a relaxed atmosphere despite the occasional cuss word from a passing group of golfers. As the temperature begins to drop, I migrate to my designated writing nook. It’s a guestroom on the front of the house. On a sunny day, the room becomes toasty from the winter sun. It’s one of my favorite places.
I once read that Agatha Christie liked to write while soaking in her large Victorian tub. Benjamin Franklin would work for an hour or so without his clothes on. I suppose everyone has their special space or perhaps an unusual ritual which makes them more creative.
Where are you most creative?