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March 31, 2010


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Sometimes I think we find that place of our own in our minds, shutting out the excess or filtering what's most important.

heart in san francisco

I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that your sisters had rooms but you didn't unless one of them took you in. Not to be unpleasant, but this is shocking.

I don't have a room of my own but an alcove in our hallway, where my computer and printer are set up. I am surrounded by bookcases and plants. If I had to, I would set up at the kitchen table. We don't have much space in this apartment, but we make room for the important things.


My roots seem to be shallow and not deeply placed so I write wherever my roots are laid down for the moment. I write in a back room, the front room or the porch, sometimes at this or that coffee shop and yesterday between reading a book on the Crash of '29 even at a library (go figure).

Like I said my roots are still transient.


I can write almost anywhere - as long as I can minimize distractions. Distractions aren't necessarily visual so much as aural. I usually put my iPod in my ears and listen to music which helps me establish the mood - I have always been very affected by music.

I am totally unable to write with pen or pencil. It is just too laborious for me. Too slow. Even typewriters never really did it for me. The computer allows me to write. I can write almost as fast as I can think - and that, apparently, is important to the process, for me.

Julia Smith

I'm with Heart in San Francisco on the sister thing. As for room to write, I'm currently writing in the living room, where my desk shares space with the couch and TV, dog bed, book shelves and hundreds of videos and DVDs. I put my headphones on and let my music create my little private world for me, while my husband hangs out on the couch behind me. At least he gets to see the back of me while I'm working on my stories.

Once upon a time I used to write longhand while sitting in the stairwell at the theatre where I worked, guarding the entrance to the backstage area. I could hear the piped-in music from onstage. It was a wonderfully creative atmosphere, even if it was a stairwell.

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