Location, Location, Location
Location, Location, Location
"During my final year at Pomona College, whenever I had a serious deadline, I would put on my glasses and head to the philosophy library. My glasses were tortoise shell with round lenses and did nothing to help my vision. Seriously, they were filled with fake glass. And the philosophy library might as well have been filled with fake books, since I never took one off the shelf. I was an English major who constantly schemed to write more short stories and fewer research papers.
But still, I packed my bag, put on my glasses, and went to that wood-paneled library to write…"
Article for DIYMFA about choosing your writing location, committing to consistency, and letting your muse know where to find you.