Virginia Woolf is famous for suggesting "a woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction", and you might say this series of blog posts is an extension of that theory. Because I completely agree. It would be nice to have a room where I can get up and walk away from my writing and know that it won't be disturbed in my absence. It would be nice to create on a computer that is not shared with every member of my household. It would be nice to not be working at a desk in the corner of my bedroom.
I've tried writing in a corner of the basement, but I've found I become distracted by the cold, the damp, and the kids playing in the next room. A good pair of noise-cancelling headphones has become my best friend, but still, I dream of not just a room of my own, but of a writing shed of my own.
Virginia was also distracted, so in this I am not alone:
from the guardian
She was always being distracted - by Leonard sorting the apples over her head in the loft, or the church bells at the bottom of the garden, or the noise of the children in the school next door, or the dog sitting next to her and scratching itself and leaving paw marks on her manuscript pages. In winter it was often so bitterly cold and damp that she couldn't hold her pen and had to retreat indoors.
She had an oil stove put in. She also had it relocated to the far end of the garden and a little patio put down.
See, now, putting the shed down at the end of the garden would have been my first move.