I love writing and all, but sometimes the home excites you with other things to do. And me being the multitasking child cursed by this century to need to use every technological device at my disposal, sometimes I get a little distracted.
That’s why I need coffee, coffee, coffee and writing.
A little space, a small little hovel with a minimal amount of people, a nice atmosphere and view, and the smell of lattes and cream. I need to find a little place for me to be. Hopefully close by, or only thirty minutes away so I can take all the time I’d like to write whatever I feel needs writing.
That’s what I need right now-coffee, coffee, writing, writing.