How do you imagine a writer’s desk? A huge mahogany table enlightened by a sunbeam coming from a bow window? A modern desk covered in notes from which the shape of a laptop surfaces? Or a piece of furniture, tidy and clean, with just a laptop, a notebook, a pen and some literary award?
However you imagine it, many people are convinced that having a space dedicated to writing can be a great help for a writer’s productivity. It doesn’t matter how it’s furnished, if it consists of an entire room or if it’s just a corner in your sitting room, a writing nook must be a sort of sanctuary, a place where the writer knows he has to glue his butt to the chair and write. No distractions allowed.
In principle I agree. A dedicated corner helps shutting the rest of the world out. In practice I find it difficult to follow this sound advice.
When Andrea and I went living on our own, I was decided about creating that sort of nook. I chose the space near the window in our spare room and placed a little desk there. I bought cork board with pins to organise notes, outlines and schedules. Eventually I put my laptop on the desk.
How many times do you think I actually used that nook for writing?
Once. Maybe twice.
The fact is that, not being a full time writer, I tend to write when I have time, where I am at that moment. “When I have time” is usually in the morning before going to work while I have breakfast, so the kitchen countertop becomes my writing nook.
“Where I am” is often at the cafe during my lunch break.
To tell you the truth then I don’t have a single place devoted to writing, but many places that act as reminders and tell me “hey, you have a few minutes! Why don’t you write something?”
What about you? How do you imagine a writer’s desk?