Let me tell you a funny story. I sat down tonight at the
kitchen table to do some actual writing. Keeping in mind the co-writers that
usually sit in the other chairs and that they were absent, I began to write. Of
course I had to check my email first and then I moved on to Facebook and after
too long a time I gently reminded myself to get back on track. That worked for
about thirty minutes and then I had an epiphany. My eldest had recently moved
out and it was time I repossessed his room to write in. I spent the next hour
scrubbing and polishing the long abused desk and found a usable chair and dug
in.