Is where we choose to write important? In the past I have written on crowded trains, hiding out in my old van with no heating through a bitter winter, in crowded cafe’s with kids screaming all around. If you are in the moment you can pretty much write anywhere. But, where would you choose to write? I have also had the good fortune to live on beautiful nature reserves which I had to myself in the evening and have written in cliff top bird hides with the light ever changing across a lake, in my caravan as the wind howled over head, in a beautiful hotel room on the Scilly Isles with a view of the bay before me. Was my writing better because of the beauty set out before me, probably not.
These days I write in the cellar. I like the fact that when I walk down the stone steps I leave the house above. I like the fact that, down in the cellar, my phone displays ’emergency calls only.’ and there is no internet signal. When I go underground there is nothing to do but write.
I have spent three days in the cellar with the candles on, intoxicated by the smell of burning sage grass and home brew. 10,000 words written so far. The cellar is working for me.