Heres' my humble writing space from which this year's masterpiece shall spring forth. Spend most of my time in this room. If I'm not writing or reading here, I'm playing the piano. There's even a synthesizer (out of frame), so I can play piano at night.
But not in November.
For that month I'll be here every day and night, battling with both Muses (music and litrachure). There'll be no piano playing at night, however. The only keyboard I'll be touching in the wee hours is my AlphaSmart Neo. Normally, I use the Neo to enter typewritten text into the computer. But if my word count takes a dive, the silent Neo will come in handy. I doubt if my wife would approve of music from my typewriter at 2 a.m.
There's also enough space in this room so I could move in fridge and a hotplate, lock the door and thus be hermetically sealed off from the workaday world during the entire month of November.
But I'm not going to do that. My wife wouldn't like it. We Nano artistes are so misunderstood!
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