From the smell of rich coffee, to the hub-ub of people chatting, to the cushy chairs and cute little tables--I love every bit of it. And, I just realized today, that Starbucks is my muse. I can write at home, but the laundry keeps calling and if I get up to make myself coffee, the dishes practically SCREAM to be washed. I can't think about hot boys or space aliens or all the fictional possibilities half so well as I can in that cushy Starbucks chair. I need an assigned seat at Starbucks every day of the week for a few months so that I can finish this first novel.
Unfortunately, my employer would probably not allow me to take 40 personal days....sigh....
I may have to try this out in the evenings sometimes. Maybe instead of heading to the writers group, I will head to my writers spot and just finish that first draft instead.
How do you make this gig work? Please let me in on your secrets!
~Cinnamon
