Today I go to a local wine bar, sit at the bar with my computer, order a bite for lunch and two different glasses of red wine. While I sit there, I write.
I find writing at home as good as anywhere else, but now and then getting out of my usual setting is a great idea.
It lends a new perspective and allows me – perhaps – a chance to talk to strangers about writing, about my writing, about my novels. This sharing is always fun, almost never productive in terms of sales, that is. Still, it helps the writing process.
Sitting in a local wine bar, I am writing a sex scene in the midst of people who are likely 10 or so years older than I am — I look at the words on my computer screen and wonder if sex is really that much fun and that dangerous. Who knows? I don’t. I only know my characters are real people, and this is what they know, and what they want from each other.