Show Me Fridays: Where I Write


This is where I write.

After the kitchen remodel, I no longer have a desk. The designer thought it would be mad to sit facing the wall when I have a beautiful view outside, and that I would far more enjoy sitting at the island, and I agreed. I could write in the office but my husband co-opted it as he is temporarily working from home, and to be honest, it was too far away from the refrigerator anyway.

However, the island is too close to the TV. And Facebook. And the refrigerator, for that matter.

It is, however, close to the coffee pot. I really like coffee.

The bar stools are comfortable – to a point – so I try to tell myself it is motivation to stay on focus and write, but that doesn’t always work, either. Sometimes I start looking online for chairs, or poke friends for ideas. One of them recently got something from the Herman Miller collection – not the most fitting for the kitchen, but it looks fantastic in her office.

In the end, so long as the kitchen is spotless (I’m easily distracted and clutter drives me crazy), this is where I am most productive. Well, productive.

Ok, I wrote THIS post from here.

Some days, I need to go to the local coffee shop, so I can ignore the distractions.

If it is particularly cold but sunny day, I move to the dining room and sit with my back to the sun, warming myself like a cat.

I also have a particularly lovely old reading chair and ottoman, perfect for curling up in, but it is awkwardly placed in the living room.

I would love to have an office, away from the day-to-day distractions (read: housework). We have an office in the house, but my husband is currently camped out there. Truthfully, it is HIS office – his chosen artwork on the walls, his big desk (and his disorder upon it), his piles around the room. His oversized chair that is not conducive to writing at all. I could make it my own…but I’d have to empty it out and redecorate.

I think this would do just fine, parked in my back yard.

Photo by The Fancy Farmgirl

Except for the months between November and April, when Chicago isn’t particularly warm. Hmm. I think The Fancy Farmgirl lives in warmer climes.

I do spend an inordinate amount of time on Pinterest and Houzz, dreaming of and pinning and planning a space of my own, which is pointless, really, because I don’t know where I would put it.

So for now, I’ll stick with my spot at the island.

It’s close to the brownies in the pantry, anyway.

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This post was inspired by today’s NaBloPoMo writing prompt, which I probably won’t link up with because I’m failing miserably at NaBloPoMo this month.


  1. Brownies are ALWAYS a good thing, right?

    This is too funny, because I can totally feel your train of thought. I have the same kind of mindset often. And I don’t know if you meant for this to be a stream of consciousness kind of post, but it has that feel and that’s part of what I like most about it! So thanks for sharing. 🙂

  2. Tani Russak says

    Wow. I love love love your kitchen. I’m a pink and seafoam person–well turquoise lately but I realize most people think I have a mental age of five as my office is turquoise! And then I painted the outside to match


    • Thank you! I love it took 10 hellish weeks to renovate, too. The color is called “Sea Glass”, so some parts of the day it is blue, some times it is sea green and sometimes it is grayish-green. I love it!

  3. I think you write well, wherever you write!

  4. When the muse hits, you can write anywhere, if not everything is a distraction! I did not have an office when I was writing my book. Instead, like you, I wrote at different places, coffee shops, libraries and the worst, my dining room table. Of course the family decided that they needed to eat, IN MY OFFICE/DINING ROOM TABLE (how rude!) so it was a disaster waiting to happen. Finally I have a great office in our new home, but I really like the picture of the Fancy Farmgirl office!

    • I agree, the muse can hit anywhere (for me, unfortunately, I have a lot of inspiration in the car, where it is inconvenient to write. My son gets particularly irritated if I pull over to jot a note in my notebook).

      Still, most days my muffin top asks if I could please work somewhere further away from the pantry…..
      I do think that little trailer is adorable! I’d hide in there all summer! (With wine. And coffee.)

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