WF's Ultimate Writing Room (Manny Subject to Change)

So, here's the thing. I've been writing lately. Like, actually setting aside time and hiding from my family and other responsibilities and WRITING. And it's been AMAZING. Except that it's also been fraught with distractions. It's HARD to write with Disney on in the background to placate the 2yo. Or hiding in my bedroom on my bed so my husband can play Handy Manny Uno with the 5yo. Even when I'm all by myself, sitting peacefully on my back porch with a nice breeze, I know that the laundry is inside, piled on the table, taunting me. *shakes fist at laundry*
Which made me wonder, what IS the 'perfect' writing environment for you? And what does your 'real life' writing environment end up looking like? Do the two ever even come CLOSE to merging?
 My PERFECT writing environment would have to include my Manny.  I mean,  there is no way I could actually sit down and write without him.  Okay,  well, I don't actually ever sit down and write, but maybe if I had a  Manny!  *thinks about securing my Manny*
My PERFECT writing environment would have to include my Manny.  I mean,  there is no way I could actually sit down and write without him.  Okay,  well, I don't actually ever sit down and write, but maybe if I had a  Manny!  *thinks about securing my Manny*But truly, when I do write, whether for this blog or my private blog, it's usually when inspiration hits. I can't plan for these things and sometimes posts in my head are lost because the Little needs a SNACK and JUICE. Like right now....
 Sidebra from couch sitting with legs outstretched on Manny's lap:  Securing the Manny?? *raised eyebrow* Check.
Sidebra from couch sitting with legs outstretched on Manny's lap:  Securing the Manny?? *raised eyebrow* Check.      Oh, okay, you wanted a "serious" reply...hmm. Writing Environments. Well, our "study" is a loft which overlooks the Family Room/Kitchen. Sounds and heat drift up, right? Right.
So, I'm often writing in a hot, noisy environment which includes the joyous noises of 3 kids, 1 dog and 1 TV. All of which acts as an irritant or as an excuse for Not Writing. Oh wait, now I'm being prolific. That's dangerous.
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 think a well-secured Manny might be the answer. In my ideal writing  world, the Manny would be tending to my children (and possibly playing  some sort of sport with husband, so he isn't bored) while I am sitting  at a gorgeous desk in a cool, well-lit room. Calm colors, tastefully  decorated, decent sound system for the WIP playlist, and a widow that  overlooks some sort of natural wonder.
 think a well-secured Manny might be the answer. In my ideal writing  world, the Manny would be tending to my children (and possibly playing  some sort of sport with husband, so he isn't bored) while I am sitting  at a gorgeous desk in a cool, well-lit room. Calm colors, tastefully  decorated, decent sound system for the WIP playlist, and a widow that  overlooks some sort of natural wonder.In my CURRENT, NON-ideal writing world, I sit in my bonus room, which is cool and well-lit, but also has a bed (Sleep is an evil, whorish temptress), and I can hear all the loud noises my husband and children make. Meaning every time I hear a "thunk - waaaa - slam!" I am compelled by motherly duty to make sure no one has died. Especially my husband. I'm waiting for the kids to stage a coup.
 Ah. I agree with a Well Secured Manny but might I suggest one of these??  A SONY Noise Canceling Headset for the "thunk-waaaa-slam" moments. See  it even says "tranquility is yours...". It's like they know me at SONY.
 Ah. I agree with a Well Secured Manny but might I suggest one of these??  A SONY Noise Canceling Headset for the "thunk-waaaa-slam" moments. See  it even says "tranquility is yours...". It's like they know me at SONY.Hubs gave me one as a Christmas present. The man knows me entirely too well.
 Are you sure you didn't marry the Manny? Because my husband wouldn't go  for those. If I was wearing them, how could I hear him when he needs  me?? *wink*
Are you sure you didn't marry the Manny? Because my husband wouldn't go  for those. If I was wearing them, how could I hear him when he needs  me?? *wink* LOL. No, trust me I didn't marry The Much Needed (Hell-oooo 2 out of 3  kidlettes are on Summer Vacay Already) Manny. But...Hubs saw the  headsets and thought of his wife trying to write. The man IS smart. And  after 16.5 years of marriage and 19.5 years of knowing each other, he's  learned to pick up on my frustration. Kinda. He still has that faulty XY  Chromosome wiring and we know that's not foolproof.
 LOL. No, trust me I didn't marry The Much Needed (Hell-oooo 2 out of 3  kidlettes are on Summer Vacay Already) Manny. But...Hubs saw the  headsets and thought of his wife trying to write. The man IS smart. And  after 16.5 years of marriage and 19.5 years of knowing each other, he's  learned to pick up on my frustration. Kinda. He still has that faulty XY  Chromosome wiring and we know that's not foolproof.As for hearing him, well, he'll stand in my peripheral vision. He's 6'2". And eventually, I stop seeing my characters and focus on him. LOL!
 Oooh, so THAT'S why. I've only been married for (almost) 8 years. He's  still in denial that this is more than a passing hobby.
Oooh, so THAT'S why. I've only been married for (almost) 8 years. He's  still in denial that this is more than a passing hobby. Don't let us non-mommies fool you. Childless writing does not  necessarily mean distraction-free writing.
Don't let us non-mommies fool you. Childless writing does not  necessarily mean distraction-free writing.This might sound silly, but where I write depends on when I write. I can only seem to write early in the morning or late at night. I'm not sure if that's because there are fewer distractions then or if that's just when my creativity flows best. Anyway, if it's early in the morning, I like curling up on the couch in our living room or writing at the desk in my studio. If it's late at night, I usually write in the basement (it's not as creepy as it sounds; we have a family room down there).
I have dreams of writing in a park or in one of those book-cafe combos, but I have yet to try out either of them. My ideal, though, would be writing to the sound of the waves on the balcony of a beachfront condo. *drooling at the thought*
 Cheryl, I think a Butler is in order for you. Someone to make sure that  "Madame" has her writing time.
Cheryl, I think a Butler is in order for you. Someone to make sure that  "Madame" has her writing time. Mmm... Park-writing-dreams. I think we ALL have those, but no matter HOW  ergonomic your laptop is, it just never seems plausible. And I  suck at writing longhand. I have cute notebooks and  everything, but my flow is just different. *sigh*
Mmm... Park-writing-dreams. I think we ALL have those, but no matter HOW  ergonomic your laptop is, it just never seems plausible. And I  suck at writing longhand. I have cute notebooks and  everything, but my flow is just different. *sigh*Also, I think it's interesting that you have different writing "places" for different times. I tend to plan better late at night, but I can't write effectively. I'm too tired.
 I love a library....you know those stacks of books already written are  an inspiration. Plus all that delicious quiet. No shouts of "Hey, Mama!"
 I love a library....you know those stacks of books already written are  an inspiration. Plus all that delicious quiet. No shouts of "Hey, Mama!" Of course when I go, it's for Children's Story Time. So it's a "different" experience than in my daydream. I come home with stacks of storybooks and glittery popsicle stick projects sticking out of my handbag.
Or a castle. Cassie Clare, Holly Black, Sarah Rees Brennan and Maureen Johnson enjoyed a Writer's Retreat in a castle.
Perhaps we need to re-think The Environment concept and think Getaway instead?
 Did someone say Castle Getaway? Where do I sign up?
Did someone say Castle Getaway? Where do I sign up?I'd be willing to take in a hot Butler... for the sake of my novel, of course.
Leigh, I am such a pen and notebook kind of gal. If I'm on a roll, I tend to turn to my laptop, but if I'm first starting a scene, a blank piece of paper is less intimidating to me than a blank screen.
 *ahem*  Since  I'm not technically a writer (of fiction) yet, I can say this (and hope  you three won't beat me down): I think you have to just do it.  I've  seen Maggie Stiefvater's office in her videos and it doesn't look that  much different from ours.  One video even features an ironing board in  the background.  Even Stephenie Meyer wrote while raising three small  boys, and apparently she wrote a lot in the middle of the night when her  baby wasn't sleeping well.  (Personally, I'm amazed by this because  there is no way I could pull that off.  I can barely mix a bottle in the  middle of the night.)
*ahem*  Since  I'm not technically a writer (of fiction) yet, I can say this (and hope  you three won't beat me down): I think you have to just do it.  I've  seen Maggie Stiefvater's office in her videos and it doesn't look that  much different from ours.  One video even features an ironing board in  the background.  Even Stephenie Meyer wrote while raising three small  boys, and apparently she wrote a lot in the middle of the night when her  baby wasn't sleeping well.  (Personally, I'm amazed by this because  there is no way I could pull that off.  I can barely mix a bottle in the  middle of the night.)I guess writers have to find a way to make their reality the perfect spot, no matter how imperfect it is. So...yeah. *runs and hides from the three writers in the group*
 Pftt. Way to ruin our dream, Rain. Way. To. Ruin. It. *wink*
Pftt. Way to ruin our dream, Rain. Way. To. Ruin. It. *wink*       *Sigh* Way to ruin my argument for a writing "nook" in our next house, Rain. Thanks.
 *Sigh* Way to ruin my argument for a writing "nook" in our next house, Rain. Thanks. *snort*  FINE.  Strike that.  Here you go: You're in a room, the walls  are clean and not distracting, except for the one wall lined with  bookshelves, floor to ceiling.  The gauzy curtains are blowing in along  with the sea breeze.  You think about going out onto the balcony, which  overlooks a sweet little park with benches and flora and fauna, when  your Manny walks in with a tall, cool
*snort*  FINE.  Strike that.  Here you go: You're in a room, the walls  are clean and not distracting, except for the one wall lined with  bookshelves, floor to ceiling.  The gauzy curtains are blowing in along  with the sea breeze.  You think about going out onto the balcony, which  overlooks a sweet little park with benches and flora and fauna, when  your Manny walks in with a tall, coolJust don't mind that ironing board in the background.

 

 








 
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