It’s been proven time and again that I write best while sitting in a coffee shop.
Give me an hour–at a table in front of a window, the sounds of traffic nearby as cars cruise along the main drag, a porcelain cup full of a dark roast blend sitting in my periphery–and I get lost in the story. So lost, that I will forget to turn on the music even though I put in my ear buds the minute I sat down.
Add an oversized chocolate chip cookie or that heavily-iced brownie to the mix, and I can work double time.
I bet it’s the same for you. Maybe not with a decadent brownie in hand or at a table within view of passers-by, but somewhere inviting, ready, and waiting.
So, why do we hesitate? Why do we postpone?
Practicing our art is more comfortable than not practicing our art. Practicing our art is more fun than not practicing our art. Something more comfortable and more fun does not take “discipline.” It takes permission, self-permission. ~Julia Cameron
Go on. Take your hour (or two). Write.
I am a wannabe coffee shop writer. 🙂 The idea always sounds good to me, but I don’t focus there as well as I thought I once did (I’m envious of you!)
What does seem to work is to give myself permission to be physically comfortable when I write. My posture may suffer a bit, but I do write more.
I don’t know why we need to give ourselves permission to write. I tend to write best at the beach. Go figure. Thanks for the Julia Cameron quote.