April 23, 2010
There was an article in the paper recently about authors who write in coffee places. I often wish I could do that. There is something to be said about escaping the distractions of the household. It is necessary for me to have my surroundings organized to a certain degree of harmony. Therefore I can convince myself I cannot write until the kitchen floor is clean. I wonder about those who leave the comfort of their home to write -- assuming, perhaps, their homes are not very serene. For me, however, that disorder would follow me, in my mind, to the café.