Landmarks of Writing Space

I wish I was one of those writers who could work anywhere. Cafe, subway, outside…

But I am a creature of habit (and night and chocolate and curmudgeoning), so my writing rituals revolve around landmarks. First, I need my keyboard and he prefers sunlit spaces and quiet and clear access to windows. Next, I need my cold cup of coffee, which I will look to with frequent remorse and contemplate all the lost opportunities with which I could’ve filled it up with HOT coffee. Alas!

Writing table starring Balrog (keyboard) and Shadowfax (monitor).

Writing table starring Balrog (keyboard) and Shadowfax (monitor).

Strange antiques populate my parents’ home. In my writing desk is a tiny door that does not open. On this side table is a porcelain honeycomb that has no honey, a photo album that changes pictures with seemingly no human help and a basket where I once hid my Halloween candy.

Tiny table with family pics.

Tiny table with family pics.

And, of course, I need a Panda. Sometimes he looms, blinks and yawns. Most of the time he remains a dormant bear.

Beast in his natural element: sleep.

Beast in his natural element: sleep.

What do you surround yourself with when you write?

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