Step into my office for a minute, it’s where I do my best work …

Colette and Edith Wharton both wrote in bed. Proust wrote in bed, enclosed by cork-lined walls and ceiling, because he was sickly. I wrote in bed because it was where I felt farthest from the world of normal, everyday activities, and so most able to engage in the aberrant activity of creative work. [link]

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