Anyway, we were discussing WHERE we write. One of them said he needed to be in a conference room. (How inconvenient, I suggested, since most LA apartments don't come equipped with them.) Another likes Starbucks. I tend to just write in my house because of convenience and cost...but sometimes it can be difficult. If I am sitting in my living room, the TV is generally on - and I generally don't get much done. In my room, my desk is in a corner facing a wall, and usually I pile clothes on top of it anyway. That leaves the kitchen table...usually where my cat plays with all the mail.
So I am trying something new - writing during my lunch hour. (Actually, hour and a half. Weird, I know.) I am bringing my laptop, which probably seems silly, but my work computer only has final draft viewer. But it seemed to work the other day. I am lucky to work in a beautiful building with rich woodwork and recessed lighting and wooden desks and huge colonial-style windows. Plus there's all the fountains and columns and perfectly pruned gardens - and the reliable sunshine of southern California. Maybe I'm superficial, but working in a place that aesthetically pleasing really does make a difference to me.
So I put on some music and cranked out a couple scenes. Then this real scene happened (it just seems easier to write it this way):
Coworker (who often works through lunch): What are you listening to?
Me: Broken Social Scene. I can turn it off if it bothers you.
Coworker: How could anybody be bothered by Broken Social Scene?
Me: Yeah I know, it's pretty background-y.
Coworker: Have you ever listened to Mew?
Me: Oh, no. I'll have to check them out.
Coworker: What about Explosions in the Sky?
Coworker: You know, Friday Night Lights...all those guitars and stuff.
Me: Oh, wow. It didn't even occur to me that a band did their soundtrack...I'm going to start listening to them.
Coworker: Yeah, it's definitely inspiring. Perfect for a Domestic Heartland Epic.
Me: Watch, it's going to change my life. I'm going to start cranking out a script a week or something.
(p.s. I can't help but love the sound of Untitled Domestic Heartland Epic.)
So where do you write? What do you listen to?