Virginia Woolf was an advocate of a writer having a dedicated place to write, as examined in her famous essay “A Room of One’s Own.” I know, the essay speaks specifically to women and how their treatment as lesser citizens prevented them from potential as serious writers. Hence, having the financial and social freedom afforded (or perhaps implied) by having a room of one’s own would be what makes the writer as woman a more accepted presence in the world of books. But me, I just read the title of the essay and have taken from it what I want.
Most writers would agree a dedicated writing space is important. But is it really? Is there something to be said about the paralyzing effect that comes with such a freedom? Is the wish of a dedicated room just an excuse some writers use to explain lack of productivity?
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I finally moved into a three bedroom house with a legit office, books lining one entire wall, guitars hung on the adjacent wall, computer to the other side, posters, framed #1 comic books, signed books, etc…
And now I do all my writing on the couch on my laptop next to the (rarely used) fireplace. It’s SoCal, after all.
So I don’t know. I’m not sold on the idea of a writing space.
Then again, I don’t do anything most writers do.