Stephen King says your writing space needs only one thing: a door which you are willing to shut.
“The closed door is your way of telling the world and yourself that you mean business; you have made a serious commitment to write and intend to walk the walk as well as talk the talk.”
With all due respect to this masterful craftsman, I wonder if today’s artists are claiming a new palette.
An artistic friend and I were talking recently about our ‘coffee shop generation’, how the ‘third places’ of the world (1. home, 2. office, 3. third place) are where we find our creative ourselves.
I wonder how many of today’s up-and-coming writers will tell about the dozens of books they wrote in the corner desk in their upstairs office.
Or rather, I wonder how many of this generation’s books will be dedicated to the establishment that reserved the corner table where the pages began to unfold.
Like Donald Miller, who gives a nod to the many baristas who puffed hot air into his cups of coffee while he kept his appointment with the writer in himself.
I’m not so prone to writing with a closed door. Or maybe my earbuds are the equivalent to a closed door. “Woah… look out. The laptop is open, the earbuds are in: she means business.”
Or maybe there’s still an extrovert hiding in me who likes to be where the people are.