I know I said I was going to go offline today to get some mega writing in, but as I sit here at my friendly neighborhood grocery store (see over my left shoulder, that's the meat department), I started thinking about all the places a writer goes to feel their muse. I haven't been feeling mine lately and decided I needed to change things up. My husband is taking the kids for the day and sent me away to write (gotta love that guy)
I thought a change of scenery from my usual place of writing (my big comfy bed--yeah, I love to write in bed. Sue me. My desk in uncomfortable). I've tried writing at my local library (too quiet), inside my van (uncomfortable), at a book store (I ended up buying books), and a cafe (I wanted to eat). I've never tried writing at the place I go to buy milk and bread. But what the heck.
I thought a change of scenery from my usual place of writing (my big comfy bed--yeah, I love to write in bed. Sue me. My desk in uncomfortable). I've tried writing at my local library (too quiet), inside my van (uncomfortable), at a book store (I ended up buying books), and a cafe (I wanted to eat). I've never tried writing at the place I go to buy milk and bread. But what the heck.
This isn't a typical grocery store. It's more like a posh/high-end store.
I just walk in here and feel super good about myself. It's nothing like Wally-mart.
Right now, I'm sitting right here--->
It's a loft section that overlooks the rest of the grocery store. I can see sandwich makers making, well, sandwiches at the deli. I see people buying coffee at the little cafe and kids eating gelato (you can get a kids scoop for a buck--I may get one for myself later).
I just walk in here and feel super good about myself. It's nothing like Wally-mart.
Right now, I'm sitting right here--->
It's a loft section that overlooks the rest of the grocery store. I can see sandwich makers making, well, sandwiches at the deli. I see people buying coffee at the little cafe and kids eating gelato (you can get a kids scoop for a buck--I may get one for myself later).
I see shopping carts and at this very moment I just saw an old lady pick up a huge 20 pack case of diet coke and slip it in her ride around cart. She's strong.
(<--I think these guys are the owners).
The sandwiches and the olive bar (salad bar) smells SO good. My stomach is growling for something yummy, but I will fight it back. I don't need food. I need to write.
I almost wonder if I should have my book signing here. That would be awesome (come on, that's a cool idea) and the place is SUPER busy. I wonder if my grocery store likes zombies? I'll have to ask them.
So, where do you like to write? Do you ever change it up? Where is the craziest place you've ever gone to write?
(<--I think these guys are the owners).
The sandwiches and the olive bar (salad bar) smells SO good. My stomach is growling for something yummy, but I will fight it back. I don't need food. I need to write.
I almost wonder if I should have my book signing here. That would be awesome (come on, that's a cool idea) and the place is SUPER busy. I wonder if my grocery store likes zombies? I'll have to ask them.
So, where do you like to write? Do you ever change it up? Where is the craziest place you've ever gone to write?
